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Ghost Bride
04:17
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Ghost Bride
You walked through the door
and into my life.
You got down on your knees
and made me your wife.
You told me the things
that girls long to hear.
But words are deceiving,
Mr. Cavalier.
Your vows were a joke,
You murdered my heart.
Now I’m gonna haunt you –
Til death do us part.
I’m gonna haunt you until the end of time, time.
You made a promise you’d always be mine.
Now, I’m gonna haunt you until the day I die.
You are my husband and I’m your Ghost Bride.
Green Card Wedding…
She looks just like me,
but I bet she’s at peace.
Baby, you told me
you wanted to die with me.
I watch from above
as you drown her with love.
But when you close your eyes
It’s me you’re dreaming of.
I’m gonna haunt you until the end of time, time.
You made a promise you’d always be mine.
Now, I’m gonna haunt you until the day I die.
You are my husband and I’m your Ghost Bride.
Green Card Wedding…
You will pay one day.
© ALU Music
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Mrs. Hypochondriac
02:59
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Mrs. Hypochondriac
I cannot feel my body.
I cannot feel my face.
My legs are pins and needles
and my mind is a disgrace.
I see in double vision,
so there’s more of you to admire.
Got a freaky disposition
and my soul is on fire.
My name is Mrs. Hypochondriac.
I just had my fifth heart attack.
I can’t breathe and I need a tracheotomy.
Mrs. Hypochondriac –
A Medicated Maniac.
Just meet me in the basement
of my infirmary.
I think I need a Doctor
to heal me from my pain.
Someone call the Surgeon.
I got bullets in my brain.
Baby, won’t you help me
find the remedy?
It’s the only way to get you
to take good care of me.
They call me Mrs. Hypochondriac.
I just had my fifth heart attack.
I can’t breathe and I need a tracheotomy.
Mrs. Hypochondriac –
A Medicated Maniac.
Just meet me in the basement
of my infirmary.
And he’s gonna read me bedtime stories.
He’s gonna love me in all my glory.
I’ll be serenaded and slightly sedated.
In sickness and health, we’ll never be separated.
© ALU Music
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Nemesis
04:04
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Nemesis
Ravens and Scorpions don’t know where I’m going.
My GPS wheelchair has no way of knowing.
Babies as accessories have got me thinkin’.
Sepia Suburbia has got me drinkin’.
She’s a Cleavage and Crucifix Lady in the making.
But you can’t have both, honey. Who you think you faking?
He’s the King of Superlatives and you better agree.
There just was no room in that relationship for me.
It’s a Concrete World and a Plastic Ocean.
Your moonshine bathtub makes a poisonous potion.
Mother wanted patience but we didn’t obey.
So, my piano and I are leaving today.
And you buy yourself a Wife.
And you buy yourself a Life.
And you bounce around my heart on your
giant trampoline in the Amazon.
And you think you have it made.
Marijuana Lemonade.
And you hijack my heart on your
big aero-plane and you crash it down. You crash it down.
I talk to myself in these morning conversations.
We’re just worlds apart, babe-Distant Constellations.
Into the darkness, I know you won’t follow.
Mi amor, you’re my Narcissist-Apollo.
© ALU Music
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Colorblind
04:08
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Colorblind
You are Colorblind, boy.
What you see is never what you get.
You are Colorblind, boy.
What you need is never what you get.
I can hear your voice, darling,
but I don’t hear what you say.
I can hear your voice, baby,
but you never do things my way.
If I told you what I hear inside of my head,
you would die every night and that would be just fine.
If you showed me what you see when you look into me,
I would laugh until I cry, cuz you are Colorblind.
Drink your cabernet, honey.
That’s the only way to heal.
Drink your cabernet, honey.
That’s the only way we’ll feel.
Wear your cellophane, darling.
I can see through your veneer.
Wear your cellophane, boy.
Transcendental sparkle crystal clear.
If I told you what I hear inside of my head,
you would die every night and that would be just fine.
If you showed me what you see when you look into me,
I would laugh until I cry, cuz you are Colorblind.
What do you perceive, baby, when you see red and green?
Do you feel my heart in black and white?
Show me what you see when you look into me.
I will laugh until I cry, cuz you are Colorblind.
© ALU Music
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Marie
02:48
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Marie
Oh, Marie.
Life is never what it seems like.
We had so many dreams
when we were young and carefree.
We played by the sea.
I was John Lennon and you McCartney.
With your hand tugging my sleeve,
there was nothing we couldn’t achieve.
You ran off at sixteen
to be the only beauty queen.
You were wise and so pristine then.
You could have been anything.
Oh, Marie.
Life is never what it seems.
You can plan and prepare
but please beware:
Life will humble you.
I ran into your brother.
He told me about your mother
It breaks my heart to learn that
yesterday’s dreams are over.
I heard you’re in a wheelchair
and the nurses give you good care.
Oh, Marie, you’ll always
be a sister to me.
I swear I’ll come and visit
as soon as life permits it.
Oh, Marie,
I love you so.
Oh, Marie.
Life is never what it seems.
You can plan and prepare
but please beware:
Life will humble you.
Life will humble you.
This life will humble you.
© ALU Music
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Land of Nothing
03:33
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Land of Nothing
On a Broken Elevator,
On a road-trip to Nowhere.
Misinformation-
A Stupid Conversation.
Won’t you come with me
to the Land of Nothing?
A Robot Demolition,
A Highway Apparition.
Virtual Perfection-
A meaningless connection.
Won’t you sit with me
in the Beauty of this Silence?
And your blue eyes are the Ocean.
My arms are the Trees.
Won’t you come over
and waste away with me?
An Endangered Alligator,
A Zigzag Equator.
An Evil Corporation-
A Disenchanted Nation.
Won’t you come with me
to the Land of Nothing?
Won’t you come?
Won’t you come with me
to the Land of Nothing?
© ALU Music
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Scraps on a Bone
03:20
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Scraps on a Bone
Scraps on a bone.
He feeds me scraps on a bone.
And in time, we will rot away
like carrion.
Bruise on my skin.
Purple bruise on my skin.
And in time, he will fade
and then return again.
Rose on a vine,
tell me, why oh why
must my love always wilt away
beneath the sun?
Oh, I can see you
inside of my brain.
Oh, I can hear your voice.
You still remain.
There’s a little baby bird
with so much life to give.
There’s a little baby bird
with not much time to live.
She withers and fades.
Beautiful Decay.
Scraps on a Bone.
He feeds me Scraps on a Bone.
© ALU Music
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8. |
Is it Bad?
02:45
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Is it Bad?
Is it bad that I’d rather stare at a wall
than stare into your eyes?
Is it bad that I’d rather feel out of place
than wear a disguise?
Is it bad that I’d rather spend the afternoon
all by myself?
Can’t you see? This is me and my reality.
I could never be someone else.
Is it bad that I’d rather hold a microphone
than hold onto your hand?
Is it bad that I’d rather face the world alone
than have you as my man?
Is it bad that I’d rather spend the night
alone in bed?
Can’t you see? This is me and my anatomy.
I could never be her instead.
And you said you would
take me to the Crystal Castle.
You said you would
be my Forever Chapter.
You said you would
take me to the Eiffel Tower.
You lied. And we died.
Now I would like my life back.
Little girl, this world is not what it seems
so, don’t mind what they say.
All it takes is one man to shatter your dreams
and take your smile away.
Little girl, don’t let him put your soul
up on the shelf.
Take it from me, he is not what you need.
You are better off by yourself.
Don’t ever be someone else.
I could never be, I can’t be.
I could never be someone else.
© ALU Music
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The Magician
02:46
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The Magician
I tossed your stones in the ocean today.
Watched them crash down and walked away.
I buried your heart and your amethyst eyes-
Reclaimed my body and felt your demise.
And I don’t believe in Magic.
And I don’t believe in Sand Castle Dreams.
I don’t believe in Magic.
You were the perfect Peddler of Dreams-
Picnics and Operas and Gaslighting schemes.
Delusions of Grandeur and 7 Star Hotels-
But in the end, honey, all carcasses smell.
And I don’t believe in Magic.
And I don’t believe in Fairy-Tale Dreams.
I don’t believe in Magic.
Crystals and Diamonds and Voodoo Dolls,
Doctors and Shamans won’t cure us now.
All of your promises and saltwater tears
are swimming in the ocean.
You told me I was always afraid-
No, just of you, babe, and your dark charade.
So, I tossed your stones in the ocean today.
Watched them crash down and you washed away.
And I don’t believe in Magic.
And I don’t believe in Crackerjack Dreams.
I don’t believe in Magic.
I don’t believe in Yesterday’s Dreams
I don’t believe in Magic.
© ALU Music
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Phoenix
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Phoenix
There’s a Phoenix in my Heart.
She burns on the funeral pyre.
Ashes fade far away for a new today.
She flies back into the sky.
There’s a Soldier in my Soul.
And she knows it’s time to go.
March along. Sing a song, baby.
I’m coming home, coming home.
And the music in my mind
will save me every time.
Just one sweet melody
and I know I’ll be just fine.
There’s a feeling in my veins
that I will love again.
The battle’s done and I am still standing.
I’m finally home. I am home.
© ALU Music
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