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Yes I heard what he said to you
But I also heard what you said too
You can say he's the one who started it
But either way, I don't want any part of it
Everybody knows the guy's a major jerk
But we also know that you're a piece of work
Either he's your best friend or he gives you nothing but abuse
Always Three Sides to Every Story -
Your side, mine, and the truth
He walks away. He just broke your heart
Heartlessly he tore it all apart
But I'm sure it was just a coincidence
That you spent last night alone with his best friend
So before you go and take a baseball bat to his new car
Try to remember, Sugar, no one wins that kind of war
You've heard it before, don't mean to bore you
Life ain't fair but that ain't news
Always Three Sides to Every Story -
Your side, mine, and the truth
I'm no better than anybody else
I can't fool you so I try to fool myself
We all gotta do what we can to get by
You claim the high ground, but baby so do I
But the biggest difference between me and you
Is that I do not believe my self deception's true
Wouldn't mind a little shot at glory, you win a few, the rest you lose
Always Three Sides to Every Story -
Your side, mine, and the truth
It's much too late to say you're sorry 'cause you took an eye for a tooth
Always Three Sides to Every Story -
Your side, my side, and the truth
I've been the hunter, I've been the quarry
You take the rough as you take the smooth
Always Three Sides to Every Story -
Your side, mine, and the truth
You get to pick your friends, don't worry
But you gotta live with what you choose
Always Three Sides to Every Story -
Your side, mine, and the truth
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Chopped Liver
03:23
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Baby baby baby why you lookin' so sad?
You tired of all those boys who treat you real bad?
You say you want a guy who'll treat you real right
Won't hang out with his buddies on Saturday night
You're tired of all the takers, now you want a giver
What about me? What am I, Chopped Liver?
You say you want a guy you can give yourself to
But only if he'll give himself right back to you
Trying to find the man whose touch will give you thrills
Trying to find the man whose kiss will give you chills
When you're rolling in the tall grass down by the river
What about me? What am I, Chopped Liver?
How many more stories do I have to listen to
About you and some guy who don't deserve you?
It's nice that you trust me, but baby, can't you see
That your making me crazy when you don't consider me
When you're looking for the guy to make your heart quiver
What about me? What am I, Chopped Liver?
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Electric Telephone Woman
04:02
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Who's that sneakin' round the corner?
Who's that hiding under my bed?
Stay away, tried to warn her
Gotta get that devil woman outta my head
I'm ridin' the rotisserie, checkin' out the view
Don't remember how I got here, I ain't got a clue
Smoke is blowing 'round my head, there's fire in the hole
Some Electric Telephone Woman's got a headlock on my soul
Who's that creepin' through the alley?
Who's that hiding behind the tree?
Under mountains, over valleys
If I close my eyes then I won't have to see
Vultures and the vampires, they're fightin' over me
I'm having second thoughts about immortality
I haven't won a point in years but I think I'm on a roll
That Electric Telephone Woman's got a headlock on my soul
Voices in my head gettin' clearer
But I'm not sure what they want me to do
Who's that face there in my mirror
Doesn't look like me it looks a lot like you
Where the hell'd this tattoo come from, who the hell's "Divine"?
It won't wash off with alcohol, better try some turpentine
I gave my list to Santa but my stocking's full of coal
Electric Telephone Woman's got a headlock on my soul
Who's that sneakin' round the corner?
Who's that hiding out in my head?
Stay away, tried to warn her
Gotta get that devil woman into my bed
Careful with that razor, son, don't do nothing rash
Keep your eyes there on the road, we surely don't want to crash
This running with the pitbulls is starting to take its toll
That Electric Telephone Woman's put a headlock on my soul
Zapruder caught her hanging round behind that grassy knoll
I tried to keep it under wraps, but I think I lost control
I'm willing to buy back from her all my things she stole
That Electric Telephone Woman's got a headlock on my soul
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Spider Skull Mantra
03:20
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He don't want to complain, don't want to make a fuss
But he's holding the bag and he's under the bus
He had himself a plan but he'd better face the facts
He ain't making friends so he better make tracks
Things are looking sketchy I think he better chant the
Rattlesnake Sutra and the Spider Skull Mantra
She lost a bet and she knows she can't pay
She got no place to go, she got no place to stay
She'll grab her cat and jump into her car
She'll get some sleep in Bozeman if she make it that far
Things are turning awkward I think she better chant the
Rattlesnake Sutra and the Spider Skull Mantra
It ain't about you, it's just the money
So come down off your cross and quit whining honey
There's something in the bathtub you could use some help to hide
They're asking tough questions and you're feeling tongue-tied
Things have gone pear-shaped, I think it's time to chant the
Rattlesnake Sutra and the Spider Skull Mantra
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Say hey mama throw your big leg over and hold me down til I scream
I'll let you ride my scooter if you'll be the woman of my dreams
Baby who's your daddy? Do you think he'd get mad
if I showed you how to have some fun?
I think I hear him coming, oops well guess I'd better run
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo - I'll tell ya just what to do
Oo-oo-oo-oo-ee - Baby climb up on my knee
Relax now honey, just make yourself comfy,
and look me right in the eye
We can both pretend that you're thinking 'bout your other guy
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-ee
- Baby come along with me
Oo-now-yes-indeed
- I'll give us both what you need
You're pretty as a picture, you know I want to kiss you,
then you can make up your mind
We can go out dancing or just stay home and do the slow grind
Say hey mama throw your big leg over and hold me down til I scream
I'll let you ride my scooter if you'll be the woman of my dreams
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Angels Elsewhere
04:20
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It's 4a.m. in a city where no one knows my name
The emergency room where I've gone to stop the bleeding
Ain't no big deal, a couple stitches are all I'm needing
So patch me up and put me back in the game.
But the helplessness in that E.R., you could taste it
The sobs of a baby, the stony faces of her mom and her dad
Praying for someone to help their baby was all that they had
Not a lot of hope, but you know they had to chase it.
So where is the angel to come to take her pain away
Where is the angel to take away her fear
Guess all them Angels must be busy doing something Elsewhere
'Cause all I know is, there's no angels here
10,000 miles from home in a place he can't even spell
He's tough enough, but now he's cut off and alone
They're closing in and a bullet's just smashed a bone
And he's wondering if his folks will ever know where he fell
So where is the angel to come to take his pain away
Where is the angel to take away his fear
Guess all them Angels must be busy doing something Elsewhere
'Cause all I know is, there's no angels here
It might be nice to have something bigger to believe
I want to be good, I wish I knew how to help
But I can hardly look after myself
Don't want to watch you cry so I'll turn around and leave
So where is the angel to come to take your pain away
Where is the angel to take away your fears
If you're looking for an Angel, you best be looking Elsewhere
'Cause all I know is, there's no angels here
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Mr. Inquisition Man
03:22
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Hop on in and take if for a spin
I hate it when I have to help the doctor shed his skin
He's highly recommended, don't be fooled by the shaking hands
He learned it all by watching Mr. Inquisition Man
So put on your party dress, or baby come just as you are
'Cause we're the guests of honor at the party at the abattoir
Sink and drown we're going downtown
Trying to stay a step ahead of mother superior's hounds
The river's running red, I don't think that was the plan
But now I'm late for cocktails with the Inquisition Man
Put on your red shoes, we're going to dance the night away
We'll do that little two-step they call the Auto-da-Fe
The firetruck is up on blocks
Donnie Joe the CFO stole the hands right off the clocks
He'd love to stick around, but now he's late to get trepanned
The procedure bought and paid for by the Inquisition Man
The trout-faced girl has learned her lesson, think she's finally got it sussed
That wine she stole from Mr. I kinda looks and tastes like dust
Check the noose, is it too loose?
If that rash persists you better discontinue use
It's a friendly game of poker, gotta fold 'em, raise, or stand
Too bad for you the dealer's Mr. Inquisition Man
You used to be so sweet, you was everybody's girl next door
Now your business card reads, Mistress Sally the Corporate Whore
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Unravelling
04:07
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Take a spring and wind it tight as it will go
Duck your head and stand back when you let it go
Unravelling
I'm Unravelling
Rock or hard place, reality's untenable
Truths I won't face, delusion seems rational
Unravelling
I'm Unravelling
the future before me fills me with a sense of dread
No survivors from the trainwreck in my head
Unravelling
I'm Unravelling
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Snow Anymore
03:29
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Running crazy, catching snow on your tongue
That's what winter meant when you were young
A world all huge with hope just being alive
So much has changed since you were five...
Dirty ice outside my door
Chills me deep into my core
And it don't Snow here Anymore
Now it just rains...
Once I dreamed I'd grow up to be an astronaut
Now my only dream is not to get caught
I was never brave enough to be truly good
And always too scared to do bad things I could
Our heroes died years ago
Just cling to that status quo
Make sure you set the bar extra low
Then don't even try...
No sadder thought in life than that "I did my best"
Never good enough, not up to the test
I tried to be the man that she hoped I'd be
It needed strength, it wasn't in me
Watch her walk away
Through the winter's cold and gray
Find some spiteful words to say
Then keep them inside...
Dirty ice outside my door
Chills me deep into my core
And it don't Snow here Anymore...
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Welcome to Stunted Hope
05:01
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I drifted into Stunted Hope on the back of a rented mule
The sheriff was trying to raise a posse on the steps of the one room school
"We're hunting a desperado boys, by the name of Pecos Jim
And if you're wondering what Jimmy looks like, well, old Jimmy looks just like him."
He waved his rifle towards me and he belched out a curse
"Now Pecos Jimmy's always been bad, but lately he's been worse
I'd never accuse this gentleman here of being Pecos Jim
I guess it's just coincidence how much he looks like him."
The sheriff and the posse, they made ready to move on out
As schoolboy vigilantes go, they was tough enough, no doubt
The preacher mumbled Rock of Ages as he blessed the hanging rope
The undertaker sized me up and said, "Welcome to Stunted Hope."
The bank and saloon, they shared a room in the back of the dry goods store
The townfolk left their money there, whatever they'd withdraw
I sidled over to the bar and ordered up a drink
The barkeep said, "I got clear or red. Now which one's safe, do you think?"
I asked the banker, "How do folks here keep themselves amused?"
He slugged a shot and wheezed and coughed and he looked a bit confused
"Mostly we drink and try to think of some way to get the hell out of this town."
He slipped a bill from out of the till and he bought us another round
The whore in the town of Stunted Hope was named Mean Molly Burns
The preacher chatted with me while we waited to take our turns
"Can you lend me six bits?" he asked as Molly waved him in
"Thank you very kindly son. Are you sure your name ain't Jim?"
Molly tied a blindfold on and reached out for my crotch
She said, "Do whatever you want, long as I don't have to watch.
The folks in town, they're buzzing 'round, they think you're Pecos Jim."
She reached out where she thought I was and said, "Man, you sure ain't him!"
I left the money on the bed and I staggered to the street
The rented mule was painted blue from his head down to his feet
The preacher grabbed my saddle gun and he shot him between the eyes
He told me, "Dust to ashes, son - mules hate paint when it dries"
The sheriff's body was carried to town tied across the back of his horse
The banker said, "Do you think he's dead?" - Preacher Burns laughed out, "Of course.
A shame about those poor dear boys," and he tried to raise a tear
"Just think how sparse our July Fourth parade gonna be this year."
The mayor took the silver star from off the sheriff's vest
He said, "You will have to do," and he pinned it to my chest
"We've volunteered this gentleman here to track down Pecos Jim"
He shook my hand and he said, "Goddam, you know you look just like him."
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