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Evil People
01:03
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if theres one thing ive learned
evil people are easy to discern
so i dont concern myself with them . . . at all
youve left a bad taste in my mouth, magee
it's getting easier and easier to be
right all the time
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Pretty Girls Make Graves
02:49
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Dead Bird
02:08
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dead bird dont be so cruel to me
the sidewalks were nearly empty
then you fell down from sky to ground
your beauty lay upon the frozen earth
dead bird
dead bird.
now i cant sleep and i cant think straight
i wait and wait and wait
for the next dead bird to come to town
with wings that once flew round and round the earth
dead bird
dead bird.
the stairs were wonderful and blue
littered with pieces of you
(feathers even broken too)
i wonder, dead bird were you
beautiful since birth?
dead bird
dead bird
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I Feel So Bad For You
03:28
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i feel so bad for you
i feel so bad for you
i remember you moved to brooklyn
you were "Inspirin Writer"
i feel so bad for you
i feel so bad for you
i remember when you carried pens
in every pocket, in every socket
i feel so bad for you
i feel so sad for you
you used to talk to your mom and dad
you used to have everything you had, but
i feel so sad for you
i feel so mad for you
you used to walk
you used to talk to everybody
you used to call
you used to be tall, but now you're small and
i feel so bad for you
i feel so sad for you
i feel so unhappy too
yes i do when i think of you
when i think of you
when i think of you and everything that you do
da da da vee da da
i feel so stuck on you
i feel white as elmer's glue
even though you're such a horrible loser
i like to think that maybe we'd be together one day
and even though nobody likes what you write
i like to think that we could stick together
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in the morning when you wake up
and pour the coffee in your coffee cup
oh the skies are never ending
and the mounds are made of buttercup
is there a heaven i wonder
is there a hell down under us
maybe so, i don't know, i don't know . . .
but mostly i don't care
it's just like that robert frost poem
so for those who go on dying in their cloak
and underwear
that too is awful nice
and it shall suffice
what is life if not wholly unfair?
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Tombstone Every Mile
03:01
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