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Sometimes I can't leave my head
for long enough to hear what's said
When I should be listening, instead
I'm thinking these thoughts, pulling that thread
Take what you want from that
I'm not trying to be rude, nor diplomatic
As a matter of fact, I'm only trying
to tell you exactly where I'm at
Hey baby, don't the stars look big tonight?
What you wanna do tomorrow?
Maybe we can take a little ride
Take the dogs and spend some time outside
Sometimes I forget to call
It's not because I don't care, no-- not at all
I just sometimes lack the wherewithal
So I put it off, I hedge and stall
Most things I love are bad for me, but
not everything, not you, baby and
I expect no guarantees
What will be will be well, be well, well be
Sometimes I can't leave my head
I know I've long since made my bed, but
Still, I wonder how and when and
Why and who and on and on again--
Hey baby, don't the stars look big tonight?
What you wanna do tomorrow?
Maybe we can take a little ride
Take the dogs and spend some time outside
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Feelin' Lucky
02:33
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I used to think that
Every time I blinked I was missing something
Something I needed-- yeah, but
Keeping your eyes open is harder than it looks
And then I took to thinking luck was all that really matters
Before I got lucky
But I'm feeling lucky now that I
Found a way to modulate my mind
Clear the way for melody and rhyme and I'm fine
And that's more than fine
And now that I'm not
Locked inside my own head every moment
I'm seeing things I never saw before
But I'm feeling lucky now that I
Found a way to modulate my mind
Clear the way for melody and rhyme and I'm fine
And that's more than fine
And if I can sing out now and then
Gather up all of my rowdy friends
I'll try not to waste all of this grace ever again
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Time Isn't Money
02:50
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No one likes to lose, folks wanna take the prize
So we seek an edge to cut our rivals down to size
But if nobody struck out, the game would never end and
Losing likely leaves you with more free time to spend and
Time, that stuff is precious-- it won't go out of style
Spending it on someone can reward you with a smile and
Smiles, they're next to laughter and laughter is the best
The more time we spend laughing, the less we are depressed
Time isn't money-- money isn't time
Money in the bank will never buy you back your prime, so
Spend that stuff wisely on what will really count
You only get so much put aside in your account
I had a friend who felt the world was always weighing down
Responsibility, he thought, had robbed him of his crown and
Often he'd kick up a fuss long after it made sense, it's
Hard to be around someone who's always so intense, and
One day he felt he had enough and so he quit, quit it
All, quit his job, his wife, every little bit
Then he got his time back, but that didn't get it done, because
Time alone can't teach you how to love and have fun
Time isn't money-- money isn't time
Money in the bank will never buy you back your prime, so
Spend that stuff wisely on what will really count
You only get so much put aside in your account
You hear it happen to somebody almost every day
Some sudden misfortune comes and takes it all away, and those
Bills will linger long after he's been laid to rest
Often, time's timing isn't quite the best, so
Suck them seconds dry, mark each passing day
Someday, Old Man Time will come and take it all away, yeah
he'lltake it and he'll give it off to some other fool, who will
Squander it and wander 'round, tryin' to look cool--
just like we do
Time isn't money-- money isn't time
Money in the bank will never buy you back your prime, so
Spend that stuff wisely on what will really count
You only get so much put aside in your account
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My Head
03:18
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It's not for lack of trying
It's not that I don't care
It's not 'cause I'm misunderstood, or
That things are not fair
I try to make my mind up, but
It makes me up instead
Hands me a script to follow
Puts these thoughts into
My head, my head
Can only wonder about the reason
Only guess how any of it works
How it changes with the seasons is just
One of those little perks
But when it makes me drag you down or
Wish that I was dead
I get to wishing I could lose the
Contents of my head, my head
I'm just tired of feeling bad, I'm tired of trying
If you're peddling easy answers, friend I'm buying
I'm bored of all these stories
I've been telling myself
I've taken inventory, there's too much
Sorrow on the shelf
Need to short circuit the system
Interrupt the thread, need to
Return to the center, find
Peace in my own head, be
Back home in my head
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1975
04:35
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1975, I opened my eyes
To a world that kids today would only recognize from
Nostalgia films and old reruns that only make it
Seem like it was a lot more corny, and
Maybe just a bit more fun
But that year I came along, this country of ours
had just lost a war
That had gone on so long and so wrong that even the
Hawks had to ask what it was all for, but
More and more you were hearing 'bout how the last
President lied and schemed, while the
Guy who pardoned him, he sat in the White House in
His old boss' seat-- Now, don't that beat all
In 1975, folks already knew about global warming,
even school kids
Environmentalism was in flower; we had just celebrated the
Fifth Earth Day and were getting down on granola, but
Ironically, what I remember most is the smoke,
Cigarette smoke, but the other kind too
Our parents, all our friends' parents, used to
Smoke in the house, and us kids had to spend the
Rest of our lives tryin' to shake that monkey off our backs
It's why I only dream in yellow,
browns, and greens
I came alive in 1975
In 1975, we lost two out of three Stooges,
Moe and Larry, the last ones
As well as Rod Serling and icon of the French Jazz scene,
Josephine Baker
Now, all of these people started life in a world run on steam power,
Newsprint, and no indoor plumbing, and
All of them only one or two generations removed from the
Civil War, slavery, our so-called distant past
You know what it feels like to be told that people
Who were alive when you were alive are
Ancient history?
Well, now it's 2021, I'm 46, and this fragile,
frustrating country of ours
Has managed to botch yet another
Ignoble exit to yet another
Unjustified war, this one lasting 20 years,
putting it high in the ranking
For our longest-ever military escapade
The exit was bloody and messy,
even by our low standards, and
To seek a simple target to blame is an
Understandable yet frustrating proposition
We know this blame spreads like hot butter
Like Vietnam, like all wars
This is just one of the few
Bipartisan
Issues we have
It's why I only dream in yellow,
browns, and greens
I came alive in 1975
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