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1. _ I Can, I Will, I Do [#]
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2. _ Half a Heart [#]
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3. _ Yes, Yes, Yes
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4. _ I Don't Get It Anymore [#]
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore.
It's a long way down,
From the airplane cabin to the ground.
Then my heart would pound,
As the earth spun round and round and round.
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore.
I used to be afraid,
Doubted each decision that I made.
Whenever I went out,
I had a feeling I was talked about.
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore.
I ran into a friend of mine,
No one you would know.
It wasn't how the stars aligned,
I at once was lost, she told me where to go.
I used to get upset,
I would lose it every chance I'd get.
Until you called my bluff,
I had a feeling I wasn't good enough.
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore,
I don't get it anymore.
I get aroused whenever you're around.
I once was lost in her lost and found.
I get aroused whenever you're around.
I once was lost in her lost and found.
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5. _ Adrift [Outtake] [#][Outtake][Version]
Ever since we said our good-byes
The onion rings, the phone makes me cry
Something isn't right
Like the Deep Blue without the Great White
In the morning, open your eyes
The waterfalls, the fireflies
You're an Abacus
And my heart was counting on us
Your heart's got a heavy load
There's still a long way to go
Keep your eyes on the road
Crescent moon sings me to sleep
The birches bark, the willows weep
But I lie awake
I'm adrift without a snowflake
Your heart's got a heavy load
There's still a long way to go
Keep your eyes on the road
Your heart's got a heavy load
There's still a long way to go
Keep your eyes on the road
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6. _ Same Thing [Live Somewhere in Canada, 1992] [Live][#]
What does it mean to wake out of a dream and be
Wearing some else's shorts?
I've been around the block, at least on my bike
I was prepared for the news but not for
The Third World War
I found me an answer, in a grocery store
I found me an answer in the form of an old man with
a cardigan on, this guy's got thirty years on me but
he stops and smiles just to say "Hello,
didn't I see you on TV?"
Must've been the same thing
Must've been the same thing
Must've been the same thing
Charlie Brown went through
I'm in a comic store
Lookin' for some mistakenly priced comic I could make
A fortune on and in walks the Fantastic Four
I say "Don't go; That last issue was cool!"
Must've been the same thing
Must've been the same thing
Must've been the same
These things all end
Who asked you anyway?
You'll have to bend
Who asked you anyway?
I'm in a thunderstorm
Staying out from under trees never holding
Golf clubs, but still seem to be getting
Struck by lightning... must be
Something in my veins
My weathered veins
Must've been the same thing
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7. _ Second Best [#][Demo Version]
Everything's a lie
We're all gonna die
Before we say goodbye, let's attack
I admit it's bleak
But I give it a week
Until our friends the meek give it back
Is it true? Well it's true enough I guess
It's good to see you in this wilderness
What's left of you that's real
A mutated ideal
With limited appeal, I suggest
There's a sale on body parts
You're filling up your cart
Is that still your own heart?
Meet that chest.
Is it you? Well it's you enough I guess
You're a statue of Los Angeles
Is it true, yes it's true enough I guess
Sometimes it's better to be second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Perhaps it's just as well
That I still look like hell
At least the world can tell us apart
Is it true? Yes it's true enough I guess
Morning often finds me unimpressed
Is it true, yes it's true enough I guess
Sometimes it's better to be second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
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8. _ Old Apartment [#][Demo Version]
Broke into the old apartment
This is where we used to live
Broken windows, broke and hungry
Broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live
Why did you paint the walls?
Why did you paint the floors?
Why did you plaster over the hole I made in the door?
Where we used to live
Why did you steal the dish rack?
Why did you steal the mousetrap?
These things used to be mine
I guess they still are, I want them back
Broke into the old apartment
This is where we used to live
Broken glass, broke and hungry
Broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live
Broke into the old apartment
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9. _ Shake Your Rump [Live at the Santa Maria Hilton, October 13th, 1994] [L
Now I rock the house party at the drop of a hat,
Yeah, I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat,
A lot of people may be Jonesin' 'cause they hear me rock the mic,
They'll be staring at the radio,
Staying up all night.
Like a pimp I'm pimpin',
Got a boat to eat shrimp in,
Nothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin'.
Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float,
My man MCA's got a beard like a billy goat.
"Oowah-oowah" is my disco call,
MCA hu-huh, get tough y'all.
Routines I bust rhymes I write,
I've been busting routines and rhymes all night.
Like eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your nose,
I'm on time homie that's how it goes.
You heard the style I think you missed the point,
It's the joint.
Mike D? Yeah? With your bad self running things,
What's up with your bad breath, onion rings?
Well I'm Mike D and I'm back from the dead,
And I'm chillin' at the beaches down at Club Med.
Make another record 'cause the people they want more of this,
Consumers they be saying they can find out David Horovitz.
Hurricane, you got clout.
Other DJ's, he'll put your head out.
A puppet on a string I'm paid to sing and rhyme,
I do my thing I'm,
In the lava lamp inside the brain hotel,
I might be freakin' or peakin' but I rock well.
The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango,
Got more rhymes than Jamaica's got Mangos.
I got the peg leg at the end of a stump-ah!
Shake your rump-ah!
Full Clout y'all,
Full Clout y'all,
And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'all,
A full Clout.
Never been dumped because I'm the most mackinest,
Never been jumped 'cause I'm known the most packinest.
Yeah we've got beef chief,
We're knocking out teeth chief,
And if you don't believe us you should question your belief Keith.
Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat,
Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet,
Should I have another sip? Nah, skip it.
In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet,
Rope a dope dookies all around the neck,
Whoo ha got them all in check-ah!
Cause I'm running from the law the press and the parents.
Is your name Michael Diamond?
No man, my name's Clarence.
From downtown Manhattan the village,
My style is wild and you know that it still is,
Disco bag schlepping and you're doing the bump,
Shake your rump-ah!
Ahhhh, oohhhhhh,
Disco bag schlepping,
Disco bag schlepping,
Disco bag schlepping,
Disco bag schlepping.
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10. _ Long While [#][Demo Version]
It's gonna be a long while
It's gonna be a long, long while
Gonna be a long while, living
A sad, sad day
When he finally goes away
There's gonna be a deli tray
And some tears
But it could be years
Everybody's lining up
To get a piece of grandpa's stuff
If you think that living's tough
Dying's worse
It's gonna be a long while
It's gonna be a long, long while
It's gonna be a long while, living
It only takes a little slip
For him to fall and break his hip
And then it's just a downhill trip
To his grave
Embalmed and shaved
Sister wants the figurines
Brother wants the fax machine
Mother thinks it's all obscene
'Cause she'll be next
But it's gonna be a long while
It's gonna be a long, long while
It's gonna be a long while, living
Beneath the chatter no one heard
The old man's final dying words
He lay alone so pale and small
And whispered, "How I hate you all"
His life is not what I would call living
Wait until
The lawyer finally reads the will
Circling above their kill
Everyone will be stunned
He gave it all to charity
Dangled like a carrot, he
Decided not to share it, we
Should have known
Grandpa's gonna be a long while
Gonna be a long, long while
Gonna be a long while, living
Grandpa's gonna be long while
Gonna be a long, long while
It's gonna be a long while, living
Long while,
Gonna be a long, long while, living
Long while,
Oh he's gonna be a long, long while,
Gonna be a long while, living.
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11. _ One Week [Pull's Break Remix]
It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me saying
"Get that together come back and see me"
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
'Cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I'd like a stinkin achin shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
'Cause it's so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt
It's been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said "You're crazy"
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realized it's not my fault
Not a moment too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry
Boom anime babes that make you think the wrong thing
Boom anime babes that make you think the wrong thing
Boom anime babes that make you think the wrong thing
Boom anime babes that make you think the wrong thing
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a' better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
'Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt
It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides
And said "I'm sorry"
Five days since I laughed at you and said
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
Three days since the living room
We realized we're both to blame,
But what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say wasabi
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
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12. _ Teenage Wasteland [Live at Massey Hall, April 3rd, 1993] [Live][#]
Out here in the fields
I fought for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland
Sally, take my hand
Travel south crossland
Put out the fire
And don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older
Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland, oh yeah
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted
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