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Rewind
04:09
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Calling all aliens
And time-traveling superfriends
Secretive scientists with secretive client lists
Calling all aliens
I know you've got this practical invention
To move a human through the fourth dimension
I need to get my hands on the remote control of my life
And press rewind
Rewind
Rewind
Rewind
I'm feeling paranoid
Hanging like Harold Lloyd
The clock face is dripping and my grip is slipping
I'm feeling paranoid
Ground control is tampering with my flight plan
Shortening and hampering my life span
I need to get my hands on the remote control of my life
And press rewind
Rewind
Rewind
Rewind
If I could rewind my life
If I could revise my ways
If I could rewrite my lines
If I could rerun some days
I'd take back all the ugly things I said
And all the people I misled
Would see me looking shiny new and clean
So
I'll give you lots of cash
If you take out my karmic trash
I will need proof, but I'll pay through the roof
I'll give you lots of cash
H.G. Wells me back to where I started
Please don't let me die here brokenhearted
I need to get my hands on the remote control of my life
And press rewind
Rewind
Rewind
Rewind
I am calling all aliens
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling
Calling all aliens
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You ask me are we there yet
This road is harder than before
We've got to grin and bear it
We're not in Kansas anymore
But if we can live through this
We get everything we wanted
If we can live through this
We will find a house less haunted
If we can live through this
We will never feel so daunted
If we can live through
This used to be a party
This used to be like Sunday school
Those days are over darling
They crashed the planes and changed the rules
But if we can live through this
If we can hold out a little longer
If we can live through this
Surely things can't go much wronger
If we can live through this
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
If we can live through this
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
We've all been suicidal
We've all been laid low with regret
We can't just sit here idle
We're not quite six feet under yet
But if we can live through this
We will come out into the sunshine
If we can live through this
We will be of one heart and one mind
If we can live through this
Maybe we'll get the cosmic punchline
If we can live through this
Are we there yet? Are we there yet?
Are we there yet? Are we there yet?
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It's All Right
03:59
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I don't know anymore
How to get back where I was before
Now there's only a wall
Where there used to be a door
But it's all right
I've got nowhere to be
Got no deadlines hangin' over me
Since I lost my job
Well, my schedule's pretty free
And it's all right
CHORUS:
Ain't it funny how you get what you want and you can't be satisfied
All along you were riding the right set of rails to the end of the ride
But your train runs aground when you run out of track
And you had something good and you can't get it back
And it won't let up if you don't get up and now
I've got time on my hands
And I've cancelled all my best-laid plans
So I wind my watch and fill my hourglass with sand
And it's all right
CHORUS
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You - catching my eyes across a crowd and holding them fast
You - speaking my name, you whisper soft again and again just to make it last
Touching your hand to mine
Your breath so sweet, your lips so near
I never thought I'd feel like this, like I could die right here and
CHORUS:
I don't care if the sky comes falling down and
I don't care if the stars stop spinning round and
I don't care if the waters rise and the whole world drowns
No, I don't care now that I found you
You come to my window, gazing up and I feel you there
Feels like I'm floating and if we had wings we would take off and fly somewhere
Nothing is real except
Your breath so sweet, your lips so near
I never thought I'd feel like this, like I could die right here and
CHORUS
I never thought I'd feel like this, like I could die right here and
CHORUS out
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Post-Apocalyptic
02:26
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This Is Going To Stop
05:41
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We began with our hearts and our minds open wide
We were filled with ambition, we could take on the world if we tried
Told ourselves we would make it come rain or come shine
Told ourselves we were fearless, and we believed it most of the time
We said we'd never let the hard times bring us down
We would go round each road block in this crazy town
Back then it never crossed my mind at all
That this was going to stop
This is going to stop
We got used to the feel of the dice in our hands
Yeah, you win some and lose some, everybody understands
But I can always find something to worry about
Trying to make a living in the shadow of a doubt
And you'd say, "it's all right, sleep tight, dream the night away
Tomorrow the sun will rise and bring a brand new day"
But what if the morning shows the writing on the wall
That says this is going to stop?
This is going to stop
And it's so damn hard, this road is so long
My radio plays the same old song
It's all I ever think about these days
It's the one thing I can't stop
....I don't know how much longer I can go on
I get so tired, and I'm feeling like all our hope is gone
But I've got to keep moving along or I'll drown
I try to look like I'm up when in fact, I am sinking down
And you say "keep your head up, don't let up, it'll be okay
And then when our ship comes in we'll all sail away"
But what if it never ever comes at all,
And this is still going to stop?
Either way
This is going to stop
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Diva Girl
04:31
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You strike your diva pose
I worship you, but nobody knows
I tell my friends you're jive
But when no one sees
Oh babe I'm on my knees
My Diva Girl
See you on MTV
I know you're singing only to me
I love your navel ring
Don't really like the song
And yet I sing along
My Diva Girl
I'll come to your concerts, baby
I'll sneak in backstage
Hope you won't notice, baby
That I'm almost twice your age
My Diva Girl
I love the way you move
Your video puts me in the groove
I watch it every time
It never makes me bored
Although there's just one chord
My Diva Girl
I'll sneak in your dressing room, baby
It won't be so hard
Might not get to meet you, baby
At least I'll meet your bodyguard
My Diva Girl
Someday you'll be too old
You'll always have your records of gold
But still you'll be my girl
I'm loyal through and through
Until you're twenty-two
My Diva Girl
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No Room In Your Bag
04:31
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She said in 1967 she got married to my father with a borrowed pair of bluejeans and a bridesmaid
And San Francisco was a bubble of excitement like a butterfly a-flapping in the stomach of a decade
She didn't know exactly everything he'd been through
She didn't know exactly what she'd gotten into
She got an offer from a magazine to write about the music scene because they liked her resume and bio
She told her husband who'd been offered a position on the faculty of music at a college in Ohio
He said, "you either take this job or save our marriage."
She put her luggage in the back of his carriage
CHORUS:
She said, "you make a choice, you make a call.
You may rise, you may fall.
You will pay for what you get,
But you got no room in your bag for regret."
She said that 1975 was like a purgatory doing needlepoint inside a decompression chamber
And Cincinnati was a garden of conservatism growing like a vine that tried to tie her down and tame her
She said, "Now surely there has been a big mistake here.
This ain't resembling the mark I want to make here."
She saw her future like a single at the bottom of a stack of records that'll never ever see the buzz bin
And she had subjugated all of her desires for the good of the family unit and the betterment of the husband
She saw that they had not been marching to the same drum
She took her son and hit the road to where she came from.
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
She drove that beat-up Pinto out to California
She kept the windows down and the air was hot and dry
She kept hearing Joe Cocker on the radio
Singing "You Are So Beautiful," and it always made her cry
And in the rear-view mirror, piled high were crib and walker,
Toys and clothes and little shoes for little tiny feet.
There ain't no room in here for things she wished she might have done,
Only her behind the wheel,
And a consequence of all her actions,
Fast asleep on the passenger seat.
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
She said that 1989 was like a fuse that burned inexorably to the dynamite of my departure
And she was sad that I was growing up and glad to shoot me out into the world like an arrow from an archer
As I was packing up to leave and go to college,
She took a minute to impart a bit of knowledge:
"you make a choice, you make a call.
You may rise above it all.
You will pay for what you get,
But you got no room in your bag for regret."
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Open Letter To Madonna
04:46
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Dear Madonna,
You were everything that a girl would want to be
All the junior high boys worshipped you and wouldn't notice me
You told Dick Clark you'd rule the world
Reigning queen, material girl
Seeking Susan desperately
CHORUS:
Do you breathe easy?
Do you feel like the monkey's off your back?
Do you dream that your life is just a movie?
And now that you're big, can you relax?
Dear Madonna,
You express yourself in the top ten every time
I hope you live to sell your secrets - I wanna be the first in line
Blonde ambition's all you need
Dirty books for us to read
Whatever keeps you on our minds
CHORUS
Me and my band, we want to know
How is the view up there at the top?
I understand that once you begin
To reinvent yourself, you don't stop
Holding on tight to the brass ring
Are you afraid that you might drop?
And is it worth the sacrifices you have made?
Dear Madonna,
I read somewhere that you're tired of your fame
You wish all your fans would back away from the car and clear the lane
You are bored with interviews
You are sick of making news
But you've got no one else to blame
If you don't breathe easy
If you don't feel like the monkey's off your back
Do you dream that your life's a scary movie?
And now that you're big, can you relax?
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Can You Believe
05:31
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As I drive on 95 I often wonder what life has in store
Wheels go round on familiar ground and I see things I've never seen before
Wheels go round and round
Until I'm homeward bound
And I'm in sight of my front door
Every highway that we drive
Another chapter of our lives
Make sure your eyes are open wide
CHORUS:
Can you believe how far we've come
Can you believe how far we've still to go
Can you believe how much we've learned since then
Can you imagine how much we still don't know
See the sun on 81 is shining through the early morning air
Comes a-creeping over mountains, brightens every color everywhere
Illuminates the road
Lightens up my load
Wipes away all traces of despair
But now and then you feel the strain
Thunderclouds and hurricanes
Can't see the road for all the rain
CHORUS
And when I look back on the boy I used to be
The world was smaller then as far as I could see
I've come so far and yet I still got miles to go
The more I learn the more I see the more I'm sure I'll never know
I'll never know
I'll never know
On every interstate
Another twist of fate
Another high, another low
CHORUS out
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Happy, Happy, Happy
04:19
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It's really great to see you once again
How are you
Word travels fast around these parts, my friend
I got the news
Heaven knows you deserve it
After all you've been through, you've earned it
You've passed with flying colors now, and
I'm going green with envy, I am brimming full of bile
I am running red with rage like it's going out of style
I'm becoming bluer every moment that life just isn't fair
And I'm yellowing with age and fear that I'll never make it there
But I'm happy, happy, happy, happy for you
Happy, happy, happy, happy for you
I'd love to hear about your future plans
Yes I would
You say this lucky break fell in your hands?
Well, that's good
You're really going places
Skipping right around the bases
I'd say that you're batting a thousand now
And I'm dangling in the dugout in my worn-out uniform
I am lagging in the lineup as I keep this old bench warm
I am making errors every time that I get near the ball
And I'm wondering if I'll ever see the major leagues at all
But I'm happy, happy, happy, happy for you
Happy, happy, happy, happy for you
And you're so nice
And you're so kind
And you're so giving of your time
To a friend like me who can't help but speak his mind
And I find...
That I'm going green with envy, I am brimming full of bile
I am running red with rage like it's going out of style
I'm becoming bluer every moment that life just isn't fair
And I'm yellowing with age and fear that I'll never make it there
And I wish you hadn't come here, and I'm wishing you would stay
And I'm hoping whatever charm you got will rub off on me today
And I know that all my stumbling blocks are only in my head
But still I'm simultaneously wishing you were dead, and feeling
Happy, happy, happy, happy for you
Happy, happy, happy, happy for you
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I, I want to know what to do
With all of my thoughts of you
I can't let show
No no no I can't do the right thing
I tried, but I cannot bring myself
To let you go
All I want is what I do not have
All I want is what I do not have
One small particle cloistered
Deep inside of an oyster shell
Can make a pearl
How do you take that grain of sand
And by some small sleight of hand
Make a treasure for the world?
All I want is what I do not have
All I want is what I do not have
I want it all and I give it my all
And I see that it's all for nothing
I know I know
The worst thing of all - is it already almost too late
And I'll always want more and more and
Days are tumbling past and I
Am stumbling faster now
I can't keep up
One more runaround and I ask
Myself what I've found in
This half-empty cup
All I want is what I do not have
All I want is what I do not have
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GrooveLily Seattle, Washington
Bicoastal trio GrooveLily inhabits that contemporary space where creative musicians ignore the boundaries laid down by words like rock, folk, jazz and pop. The success of their first concert-musical, the critically-acclaimed holiday show STRIKING 12, has led them farther into the world of theatre, where they have carved out a unique niche as a rock band writing and performing shows. ... more
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