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So you've got a kool thing going
when you strut your dirty boots
and if you ride my silver rocket
I'll promise not to shoot
And I know your dreams are dripping
and there's a screaming in my skull
but you love to shine so sweetly
beneath your plastic sun
And will you be my Kim Gordon
and I will be your Thurston Moore
but I won't do you like he done her
and leave you sitting against the door
your eyes so sad they start to pour
your heart in pieces on the floor
if you'll be my Kim Gordon
then I will treat you right for sure
Yes, you've got a kool thing going
when you rock your dirty boots
and you love to shine so sweetly
in a sky that's golden blue
And will you be my Kim Gordon
and I will be your Thurston Moore
but I won't do you like he done her
and shred your heart out on the floor
your fists just pounding on the door
the rain outside begins to pour
if you'll be my Kim Gordon
then I will treat you right for sure
Yes, I will treat you right for sure
Will it be alright?
You can't be sure
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2. |
Happenstance
03:50
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So let’s just call it happenstance
How we happened to have a chance
Rented love in a rented room
And just like me I kill the mood
First I’m staring at the floor, then I'm walking out that door
You know we can’t be seen
I think you know what I mean
You know we can’t be seen
We better keep it clean
And, baby, don’t make a scene
If you know what I mean
So may I have this final dance
Call it love or happenstance
Rented love in a rented room
Rented life now overdue
And just like me I kill the mood
And just like me I seal my doom
First I’m staring at the floor, then I'm walking out that door
Wring your hands and lick your wounds, it’s over now, you know it’s true
You know we can’t be seen
I think you know what I mean
You know we can’t be seen
We better keep it clean
And, baby, don’t make a scene
If you know what I mean
Do you know what I mean?
Because I know what I mean
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Harried Man
02:25
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Sad but true, what you gonna do
when you hear the news from home?
Your momma gonna cry when she tell you why
the record store closed its doors.
It's where you met your girl and promised her the world
listening to the Gang of Four.
Now you've gone away, your girl is out to play
and the record store closed its doors.
You can't fight it.
Don't deny it.
Can you feel it?
The future's closing in.
The kids are online, searching hard to find
a song that's gonna save their soul.
Your soul was last seen by the vinyl and the zines
at the record store that closed its doors.
Pleasant Dreams. Tim. Songs from the Film.
More Fun in the New World.
Light 'em on fire. Throw 'em in the pyre
for the record store that closed its doors.
You can't fight it.
Don't deny it.
Can you feel it?
The future came and went.
Sad but true, what you gonna do
when you hear the news from home?
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5. |
Nobody Seems to Care
03:14
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Never built the Taj Mahal for you.
Always thought that a sand castle might do.
Never said I was wise
But I tell no lies.
May not be legendary it’s true
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
Never fought the zombie hordes to save you,
But I’d join you for a beer or two.
Never said I was gallant
And I’m not valiant
But I sure could use a brew.
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
So I can’t curl your toes and make you scream.
I can do a lot more in my dreams
Never said I was a stud,
But I’m no dud.
So let’s blow off a little steam.
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
I’m in love, love, love, love, love
And nobody seems to care
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6. |
No Way
04:54
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He grabs her by the shoulder
Question in his eyes
She picks up her leopard spot suitcase
Turns and mouths goodbye
He looks at his hands
As she steps on the train
He looks down at his goddamn hands, man
And still he can’t explain
No way
Eyes focused on the distance
Confusion in his stride
The neon lights of the city before him
Can’t touch his troubled mind
She fills up his head now
As he sits in a bar
Oh she gave off this dangerous glow, man
Like fire in a jar
No way, no how, no way out now
It’s only been a blink but it feels
Longer than seems real
She pushes him on the shoulder
Defiance in her lies
She picks up her zebra striped suitcase
And she never says goodbye
He longs for those days before
Before it all fell apart
Testing their courage on the hood of his beat up Ford, yeah
Beneath the hot white stars
No way, no how, no way out now
No way out now
No way out now
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7. |
Simple Man
03:49
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I was such a simple man
When I first met you
And now I’m still a simple man
And I can’t forget you
In those pictures of our youth
ooh we were styling
and I should tell myself the truth
but I just can’t find it
And wasn’t it with you when I
Oh I tried to kiss you and I
I saw explosions in the sky
And wasn’t it with you when I
Oh I was so hungry to fight
And you just baked me up a pie
Filled with light
I was such a simple man
When I first met you
And now I’m still a simple man
And I can’t forget you
When you looked into my eyes
You could not deny it
And now I’m telling myself lies
And I just can’t hide it
And wasn’t it with you when I
Oh I tried to kiss you and I
I saw explosions in the sky
And wasn’t it with you when I
Oh I was so hungry to fight
And you just baked me up a pie
Filled with light
I was such a simple man
When I first met you
And now I’m just a desperate man
And I can’t forget you
In those pictures of our youth
we were electrifying
and I should tell myself the truth
but I’m so good at lying
And wasn’t it with you when I
Oh I tried to kiss you and I
I saw explosions in the sky
And wasn’t it with you when I
Oh I was so hungry to fight
And you just baked me up a pie
Filled with light
. . . have a slice
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So Hard
02:14
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The Blood of Kings
03:17
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If it wasn't for the gun, you know it just might be a turn on
With a hand on her hip and a catholic girl skirt on
Stockings to her knees and her shoes of patent leather
She said motherf***er freeze or I'll shoot you straight to heaven
She looked just like a girl that I used to go to school with
Her pretty vacant eyes spoke to something tragic
She marched me to a van and shoved me in the backseat
Blindfold in her hand, she said the rest of this you can't see
The blood of kings will get you too
Woo-hoo-hoo
Don't look back they watching you
And they know just what you can do
The blood of kings will get you too
Woo-hoo-hoo
They drove me for a day, for a week or a lifetime
Don't remember much, just a needle and a mainline
Woke up in my bed, my head screaming at me
Better off dead because I'll never ever be free
Don't look back they watching you
And they know just what you can do
The blood of kings will get you too
Woo-hoo-hoo
The blood of kings will get you too
Woo-hoo-hoo
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10. |
My Wild Kisser
03:06
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Remember when the summer sun
Bleached into her hair
As the rays beat down on Pleasure Bay
And I wish that she was there
Years fly by like a soul migration
Setting suns and invocations
So many miles and expectations
Yet she’s so far away
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer sun goes down
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer comes around
And life is out of reach
When time waits out on you
Time waits for no one
And there’s nothing you can do
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer sun goes down
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer comes around
Once I was a young man and
There she stood her ground
I learned what I had lost before
I learned what I had found
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer sun goes down
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer comes around
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
My wild kisser
How much I miss her
When the summer comes around
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11. |
Turn Away
03:05
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I’ve been trying -- to talk to you with my fists unclenched
You’ve been lying -- and strutting around like such a bitch
I’m done with hiding -- and here to tell it like it is
Our love is dying -- and you’re the one who’s killing it
And ooh-wee what do you know
I’m so tired of I told you so
And ooh-wee what do you say
I turn to you and you turn away
I’ve been trying -- to find a way to stay with you
You’ve been lying -- and looking for someone else to screw
I’m done with hiding -- and here to say I’m sick of it
Our love is dying -- and you don’t even give a shit
And ooh-wee what do you know
I’m so tired of I told you so
And ooh-wee what do you say
I turn to you and you turn away
Well, I’ve had enough of acting tough
And so I started burning all your stuff
And ooh-wee what do you know
I’m so tired of I told you so
And ooh-wee what do you say
I turn to you and you turn away
I turn to you and you turn away
I turn to you and you turn away
I turn to you and you turn away
I turn to you
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12. |
Nothing to Me Now
03:34
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Crawling through my old haunts
Staying in the shadows
Soaking up the street signs
That always used to matter
But, oh man, they mean nothing to me now
Creeping toward the five and dime
Boarded up and broken
Faces of forgotten friends
Names remain unspoken
But, oh man, they mean nothing to me know
Well, I’ve seen it all before
And I ain’t going back there no more
Standing in the driveway
Of the girl who left me reeling
She stole my heart, swallowed it
Refused to let me keep it
But, oh man, she means nothing to me now
Well, I’ve seen it all before
And I ain’t going back there no more
Hiding in the tree
I used to climb when I was angry
And through the leaves I see my past
And it just wants to hang me
But, oh man, it means nothing to me now
I say, goddamn it means nothing to me now
Well, I’ve seen it all before
And I ain’t going back there no more
Yes, I’ve seen it all before
And I ain’t going back there no more
Hell, I’ve lived it all before
And I won’t be caught dead there no more
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The Shameless Idols Boston, Massachusetts
What can we tell you about The Shameless Idols? Basically, you start out sleeping in your clothes and it all goes downhill
after that.
The Shameless Idols are a four-piece band out of Boston known for fusing elements of roots, garage, alt-country, power pop and zip-a-dee-doo-dah. The great Nick Lowe has been known to call it rock. He always had a way of getting to the heart of the matter.
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