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Sometimes the words just sit there
Tangled up in rne
My mouth is paralyzed
When l try to speak
We lie here in the dark
Your body covers me
Feeling pinned down by the past
As I fail to fall
Fail to fell asleep, whoa
So new to me, whoa
Chorus:
And you’ve got so much love to give
Makes me feel cold as stone
And you've got so much love to give
Makes me feel like I’m not alone
And if I mess up everything
Would you still come back for me?
And if I mess up everything
Would you still come back for me?
How do you not get tired
Of watching me hide
The bones in my fire
Trying to give you my best side
You've got a lovely posture
l‘d hate to see you fold
lt's been a while since I felt safe
Been awhile since I could
Comfortably hold, whoa
Whoa
Chorus
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2. |
Something's Going On
03:20
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Something’s Going On
Something’s going on tonight
Come into the next room
Come into the next room
Looks like a harvest moon
‘Cause of where the smog sits
‘Cause of where the smog sits
Thought l‘d buy a book and go home
Still don't like it alone
But who likes it alone
See double of every face
Through the streets to my bed
How far will I get
Chorus:
The only thing I'm leaving
ls little pink carnations
The only thing I'm leaving
I'm my only voice of reason
Mirror’s how good I get
I'm not looking for a partner
Just someone who makes me fit
Like most bad ideas this came
‘Cause I had a few free hours
‘Cause I had a few free hours
Maybe I shouldn‘t take it
First my head hit the pavement
Then something warm and wet
Final Chorus:
The only thing I'm leaving
ls little pink carnations
The only thing I'm leaving
ls little pink carnations
Something just turned off
And I don't remember dreaming
‘Cept a lone light turning on
Lets me know l was sleeping
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3. |
There Will Be Fun Songs
03:41
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There are gonna be dance songs
‘Cause it's never as bad as you want it to be
As you want to be
Glitter soon will he where it don’t belong
And you’ll be stepping out for air
Because you're human
And sometimes humans are happy
I only danced to songs
You didn't like
I just want this to be bigger than me tonight
Chorus:
I need more that l'm proud of
And I want more than you can give
I need more that |’m proud of
I want more than I want to give
I need more that l'm proud of
And I want more than you can give
I need more that |’m proud of
I want more than I want to give
There are gonna be fun songs
Sniffling indie kids rub off more than you’d like
More than you’d like
The walk home from the club was never long
But right now you wish that you were a little more drunk
You wish it‘d take all night
The glaring streets and taxi cab tail lights
Found myself a pair of arms crossed tight
Chorus
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4. |
Spiritual Psychic Hannah
04:26
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Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
See them as they walk down the street
You can sense every touch and exchange of heat
See him as he walks through her door
She’s not twisting his arm to get him on the floor
Chorus:
But you shouldn’t bat an eye
You really shouldn’t mind
Oh Hannah, you should have seen this one coming
You should have seen this one coming
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
You say he belongs with you
Well maybe this girl belongs with him too
After all your not his first girlfriend
And stolen guys can get stolen again
Chorus
After me and Avril and Taylor
I’m surprised you have faith in your sailor
After me and Avril and Taylor
I’m surprised you have faith in your sailor
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Final Chorus:
You shouldn’t bat an eye
You really shouldn’t mind
You get to stop being junior
Who dates 25-year-old guys
But you shouldn’t bat an eye
You really shouldn’t cry
Oh Hannah, you should have seen this one coming
You should have seen this one coming
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
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The Way Home
03:15
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Stranded out of gas
One mile from the overpass
Every second that ticks past
Makes me think of you
The rain a-coming down
Wonder how it is in this town
When you’re up you’re up, you’re down you’re down
That’s all there is to do
Chorus:
Doot do do do do doo do
Doot do doo do do do doo do
Doot do do do do doo do
Doot do do do doo do
Doot do do do do doo do
Doot do doo do do do doo do
Doot do do do do doo do
Doot do do do doo do
You came without cost
When I thought everything was lost
There to lend a helping hand
When I became blue
Heroes come and go
With their small armies in tow
The world for all we know
Is something sad and true
It’s so true, so true
Chorus
The way home has left
Came up short fifty cents
Seems there’s no way outta this mess
Except straight through
And if I get home to you
Tell you what I’m gonna do
Repent for all of my ways
Make it up to you, whoa
Chorus x2
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6. |
California Saves
03:42
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California Saves
Drove down the coast
With the shirts on our back
Only armed with Surfer Rosa
That skips on the fifth track
Sleep in hotel parking lots
Drinking orange juice out of the jar
Find out what to do in this town
Carve our hearts into its heart
Chorus:
How’d we get here?
What opened to make the air clear?
How’d we get here?
What opened to make the air clear?
Checking Craigslist ads
For a room in some crap apartment
Probably find a job
In some basement downtown
Nothing figured out
Put one foot in front of the other
Create a life out of art
Or the other way around
Chorus
Packed up our bags
Using secondhand dreams
Onto stable ground
Making something
When nothing’s as it seems
In every place in this town
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7. |
Standards in Heaven
02:59
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Eric’s walking weird
Since he grew that beard
He looks like Jesus or Rasputin
He says that either way
This pimp’s on his way
To his own ressurection
And he ate too many shrooms
Takes his clothes off on the dock
Now he’s dancing in the nude
Lit red and blue from the cops
There’s a small light
On the far side
That doesn’t really seem too far
Eric’s tuned out
To the cop’s shouts
Just swimming face up to the stars
Chorus:
There will be no standards in heaven
No one will really care
There will be no standards in heaven
‘Cause everyone’s already there
Jen put on Born to Run
And all the party said
Turn off that cheesy crap
She says its just dumb young
Overbearing sentiments
And every kid should feel like that
She said, “Everybody dance!”
I said, “Your breath reeks of malt.”
She said, “Doug, what I would trade
To have everything be your fault?”
And in the back seat of the taxi
She asks if she looks happy
No more judging, Captain Judgy
Soon all will leave me be
Chorus
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Odd Owl San Francisco, California
Odd Owl is an indie group out of San Francisco, CA that started in January 2010. They enjoy creating and crafting
interesting pop structures, insightful lyrics, and catchy melodies.
Carmen Caruso - lead vocals, keyboards, programming
Phil Jacobsen - guitar, backup vocals
Adam Wadenius - drums
Tim Switzer - bass
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The Good Hurt brings back something for me that I haven't felt from Seattle music scene since childhood. -Carmen of Odd Owl
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