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Geography
01:53
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Wisconsin killed Otis
Tennessee, Patsy
Bakersfield, Owens
San Pedro, Bukowski
It’s not where you want to live
More where you want to die
Where do you see yourself giving up all your pride?
Think of geography
Think of your reasons why
A pretty girl in the summertime
The first movie to make you cry
Faro killed Bergman
New York killed Lumet
The U.K. killed Kubrick
Romeo killed Juliet
It’s not where you choose to live
More where you choose to die
Where do you see yourself with no more tears to cry
Think of your ancestry
Think of philosophy
A pretty girl in the summertime
The last movie to make you cry
Your favorite bar before closing time
A piece of your grandmother’s chicken pot pie
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Down there now
The River Delta
Four chords and a warm beer
96 easy
Tiny Draw-bridges on 160
God damnit, I like it here
But I still can only play so much JTB without crying
I came close to something
I mean I was almost something
I was almost something
It’s better this way
No competition
No Easter Sunday
And I’m barely trying
A couple neighbors
A dirty above-ground pool
Another thing I barely use
I haven’t seen a busy season yet
Thank god for that
I think I’m at full capacity
I play Ping-pong
Friday nights with Miguel
A fisherman with a real hook for an arm
And his kids and his wife named Michelle
He brings the weed
I bring the beer
We don’t really communicate at all
Just a smile and a nod
And we lift our glasses high
‘Cuz we like it here and all
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Fargo
03:34
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I met you in a bar
You told me I was beautiful
I didn’t know your name
But I told you I was broke as fuck
A dive called, “First Class”
On a trip to Winnipeg
You know you can put the moves on me
You told me that you were a public school teacher
But I saw in your grey eyes you were looking for some more
I don’t give up too easily
I respect working class wars
You seemed like you agreed with me
Let’s find a mezuzah for your door
I didn’t have a name so you called me, “Mr. I don’t know.”
I didn’t have a clue so you suggested the first floor
Living in Fargo with a girl you barely know
I’m Jewish but put on a decent little show
A smaller, less expensive city
An oasis from the tar and pity
A great look into intimacy
A shock to the system
And I said “fuck it, give me more.”
“Fuck it, give me more.”
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Annabelle
02:25
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Annabelle, what could have happened to you and what could you have
made happen?
We could have met up in Portland
Made out on Forest Ave.
You could have ended up with me
I could have saved you
You could have saved me
I guess that’s supposing you needed saving at all
But you never needed
Saving like me
You were always a real independent girl
Whose sister are you?
Why do you smoke Parliaments?
Who am I kidding?
I find you endearing
You seemed authentic
Having come up from Boston
You made a comment
Said that you like my lyrics
I didn’t know why but I was feeling a bit under the weather that night
It’s sort of a good thing we didn’t wind up together that night
Had I known what “where are you staying tonight?” meant
You probably would have contracted mono from me
Would have been out of commission for weeks
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Truxton's
01:36
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I would like to see you once again
When we could talk a little more
I would like to see you once again
With your black boots on my floor
I would like to see you once again
I can meet you after work
Or even help you close up
How many more songs will I write about a girl I’ll never know?
I’m 28 years old
I’m 28 years old
How many more times can I think about you naked and never say a word?
Is this the definition of “absurd?”
How many sightings can there be of future wives, future partners, future
lovers, future lives?
How many stand-offs can there be within myself?
What about for someone else?
It’s intellectual paralysis
I would like to see you once again
With that sunflower in your hair
I would like to see you once again
Don’t get freaked out if I stare
I would like to see you once again
‘Cuz you’re giving me a scare
Can I help you close up?
Can I help you close up?
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Fifth and Comal
02:50
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She took a full page ad out of the paper
It read just like a missing person’s
But in truth, and you wouldn’t know it unless you read the fine print
This woman was looking for
Her vinyl copy of Ram
She couldn’t live without it
Swore somebody stole it
Oh, the conviction, the passion, the primal wishing
That earns my respect
I call the number in the ad
“Hello” is on the other end
“I’m callin’ ‘bout Paul,” I say.
“Meet me on the corner of 5th and Comal.”
We meet and it feels like a date
I needed a friend so bad that night
Spent 375 bucks on a mint copy of Ram
She said she’ll take it but still needed the real one
Back at her place after laying around
I went for my pants underneath the bed frame
And I found her copy down there
Thought she was nuts
Then I realized we were perfect for each other
She said, “Why don’t they make movies like they used to anymore?”
I just shrugged, gave her a nod and kissed her cheek
She said, “Why don’t they make movies like they used to anymore?”
I just shrugged and agreed
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Rosy's
03:25
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I walked three miles from the Catalina Foothills just to be a little closer to
you
You said, “My name’s Rosy. What Can I get you?”
“What can I do for you?”
Or was it, “What can I do you for?”
I replied, “Hey. Thanks for the solid pour. It’s been a real long time. But I
think I’m startin’ to kinda feel alright.”
The neon sign above your place
Were those bitter nights something to replace?
‘Cuz I can’t see to forget them at all
My many nights drinking any kind of whisky at Rosy’s
Packed with degenerates or not, it always felt like just you and me
You looked so good in that red skirt
I’ve learned that learning often hurts
Peace only shows up in short spurts
Isn’t consciousness a curse?
What’s gonna happen to the place now, baby?
You really went down for the count this time
But certainly not without a fight
Not without a couple hundred killer talked-all-nights
Rosy, it’s your funeral
Tucson’s heating up and dead as well
Here’s my glass
Cheers to you, old girl
You looked so sweet in that black dress
I’ve learned that yearning never rests
My Rosy, twenty years a mess
You always made me at my best
You never asked me of my life before
That’s why I’m thanking you
You’ll still be my favorite girl
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Warming
02:39
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It’s me at your old house
I do it once a week
But done’t you have your own shit?
Sometimes you can’t speak
And I’m flying your kite
Watching all the birds go by
And you’re stuck with yourself
Counting all the tiles dry
I might be dry but I’m still sick
It should be easier, you’d think
She might be yours, but she’s herself now
Grab another drink
And I’m flying your kite
Watching all the birds go by
And you’re stuck with yourself
Counting all the tiles dry
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Fantasy
02:46
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Down in LA I am paid for this
Fight off beautiful postwomen
Fantasy is the only thing
It’s not a means of defense
Not quite a means to an end
It’s just a way of living
I’m chiseled and nifty and smart
And I understand things
I am well-built and outgoing
And I totally get it
I have a sweet car
And a girl on the side
And a feeling
Of freedom
Like no one can stop me from succeeding
Up in the hills I am cherished for this
Given gold watches
Told to resist
The temptation to give it all up and give in
‘Cuz having more and more money to spend
At this point it makes no difference
I might as well pack it all in and give in
Live on an island
No humans can find me
I’ve got what I need
It only took a lifetime of lying and trying to hide me
And now that I’m here
The prospect of change
It repels me
I may be an asshole
But at least I can justify me
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Capital
02:27
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I was crying in the shower
Whatever does it matter?
You were putting your hair up
You were lookin’ real good
I was making tuna
Coulda, shoulda, woulda
Taken you out for a late-night drink
But we don’t have enough capital in this capitol
We have just enough to fall apart
To fall apart
Thank god the romance is free
It’s our only party
I was isolating
Doing laundry and shaving
You were pouring coffee into a Rocks Glass
I guess we’re resourceful
Albeit awkward, informal
You say everybody gets what they ask
But we don’t have enough capital in this capitol
We just have enough to fall apart
We don’t have enough capital in this capitol
We just have enough to fall apart
And yet you haven’t aged a day
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Decade of Daydreaming
02:16
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Look at you
Look what you made me do
Could I ever know you
Far from how I do?
Look at you
Look what you made me do
Could you ever come home
Knowing I'm all alone?
Look at you
I gave it all up for you
Breaking apart a family structure
You gotta flea the scene of the crime
Infidelity eyes
Letting go of your marriage pride
Could we have worse
Timing than this?
A straight decade of daydreaming
Years later
Buffalo Dinner Theater
A hotel candle
And a bottle of Dewar’s
Try not to be so bitter
Don’t go blaming your old flame jitters
32 like 12
Fun when you’re doing the wrong thing
Attraction to the opposite of self-consciousness
A man who likes to see me naked at night
He’ll get my attention without a fight
Could we have worse
Timing than this?
A straight decade of daydreaming
Could we have worse
Timing than this?
A straight decade of daydreaming
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Sneaking out
Meeting up
Creating stories
And having fun
Spring concert
Short black skirt
Cupcakes and stolen red wine
And I don’t think about the shape of my body
And you don’t think of your parent’s divorce
Now it’s overcast
60 and breezy
We’re right in the middle of Oakland and Berkeley
On the outskirts of Bushrod Park
I water the garden
It’s kind of like what we expected college to be
Expected we’re in our late 30s
But it doesn’t cost anything to act like we’re 19
We may not have enough credit for kids
But we can dream
Half our income
Half of our time
It’s a simple life
Living for nice days in the East Bay
It’s a surprisingly simple life
I work for PG and E
You’re a Junior High Math Teacher
We could only make it here together
And I hope that doesn’t tear us apart
I hope that doesn’t tear us apart
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United States
02:21
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Yellowstone, Santa Cruz
The White Sands and cowboy shoes
Davenport, the Carolina Coast
Catacombs and Texas toast
Omaha, St. Petersburg
Carbondale and Peter Berg
Cattle Ranch, Salem’s Ghosts
Powell’s Books, Quaker Oates
It may be you’re land
It may be mine too
But I say we break it up
That’s what I would do
Perhaps we’ve been fated
From the 1770s
It’s just too damn big and beautiful to be one thing
Johnny Walker, Tito’s and lime
Anchor Steam, Bulleit Rye
Humboldt County, Riverside
Kansas City, New England Pride
Otis Redding, Rodgers and Hart
Richard Gere, Amy Smart
Parry Gripp, John Updike
Rosie Perez, Wanda Sykes
It may be you’re land
It may be mine too
But I say we break it up
That’s what I would do
Perhaps we’ve been fated
From the 1770s
It’s just too damn big and beautiful to be one thing
Perhaps in my geographical dreams
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