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Clap your hands and catch a fly
Bite an apple, shut your eyes
Moisturize your skin is dry
Goes the ringing of the bell
Tell your friends you’re doing well
Call a doctor about your health
And I think you deserve an Oscar
For pretending nothing’s wrong
Every day there’s something else
But you carry yourself
Like the greatest actor
Acting like the world is not
Breaking up before your eyes
You deserve a prize
Take a supplement for sun
Try and sleep with everyone
No you’re doing nothing wrong
Kiss a season on the mouth
Take a walk and hug a clown
All the funny ones are down
And I think you deserve an Oscar
For pretending nothing’s wrong
Every day there’s something else
But you carry yourself
Like the greatest actor
Acting like the world is not
Breaking up before your eyes
You deserve a prize
Watch a war under the sheets
Get a coffee down the street
Plastic bags in harmony
Everybody’s incomplete
Who’s the best at saving face
Who’s the toughest in the race
Forget the pope you have the grace
You’re my nomination
You deserve an Oscar
For pretending nothing’s wrong
Every day you face the scenes
But you put on your jeans
Like the greatest actor
Acting like the world is not
Breaking up and slowly dying
You deserve a prize
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It’s been a bad run
You’ve had some bad tries
It’s a small life
You’re a horsefly
Lost up a big tree
Out the beasts reach
But you’ll be ok
In this dark place
All you gotta do is stiff your upper lip and smile in the face of the devil
Smile
Good things happen to the bad ones
But you’re a tortoise
And they’ve got bad hair
Attached to the motherboard
We all get bored
Thinking bad things
Stop thinking bad things
All gotta do is stiff your upper lip and smile in the face of the devil
Smile in the face of the devil
Smile, smile, smile, smile
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You can act all shy
But you know that I want you
In the dead of night
I want to live with you
So terrified of the road that takes you
Don’t modify, everyone adores you
At least I do
Right where the blackbird sighs I look at you
Through and through
Right where your father died
I hold on to your hand
So terrified of the road that takes you
Don’t modify, everyone adores you
At least I do
Everybody has you up on their wall sometimes
Everybody thinks of you when they sleep at night
When I say everybody I’m actually referring to me
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Mystery (quiet)
03:12
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All of them, dreaming strange inventions in the shade
30 mile-an-hour domestic winds
Blow away my nice domestic things
The ground is full of improbable vegetations
Black and heavy branches cut the sky
Mechanisms work behind my eyes
What a mystery that I could want you still
It’s a mystery that I would pick you 10 out of 9 times
The water’s cold
All the red fish leave my feet alone
Crush of people walk along the street
The perfume they wear smells good to me
And what a mystery that I could want you still
It’s a mystery that I would pick you 10 out of 9 times
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Krakow (unsung)
02:32
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