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Good Segue
02:49
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Polite Refusal
02:26
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Baby, I'm sorry but I'm sober
There's no way I'll ever catch up with you
And it really looks like
You're having a good time
So I'll go quietly now, bidding my adieu
Baby, you really do look lovely
You got that ancient glow inside your face
But I must confess
That I'm felling quite a mess
And I'd rather be in any other place
I know the wheeling and the dealing
I know it's all very fun
I know that communal feeling
Where you're connected to each and every one
But I've payed my union dues
And baby now I'm through
I ain't trying to see the sun break the dawn
But Baby, please don't be offended
I don't mean to put you down, or be uptight
Just call me when you wake
Weather before noon or late
And maybe we'll go out tomorrow night
I know the wheeling and the dealing
I know it's all very fun
I know that communal feeling
Where you're connected to each and every one
But I've payed my union dues
And now I'm through
So go, get on
Because baby tonight I'm done
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Great Plague
02:30
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I've occupied this body
Like a bank on a foreclosed home
Just clinging to this world boys
Like some flesh onto a bone
And doing right feels so wrong
When doing wrong comes naturally
And baby, sometimes being a man
Is like having a disease
All of the innocent
Are just victims of circumstance
When all attempts at making love
Are entwined with violence
And baby loves the cure
But you cant take it with force
You only get it asking please
Baby, sometimes being a man
Is like having a disease
Once upon a time
These shadows followed me behind
Clinging to my close at the hem
But there's a turning of the tide
A change in the light
And now I'm the one following them
There was an outbreak in Egypt
An epidemic in Rome
Maybe it's what the father teaches to the son
Maybe it's a mutated chromosome
But this bug has been going around
At least as long as written history
And baby sometimes being a man
Is like having a disease
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Portuguese Brick
02:30
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I've been holding on so long
To this Portuguese Brick
I've been holding on so long
To this Portuguese Brick
I've been holding on so long
It's like working a permanent shift
One day I checked you out
Just like a book on loan
But the Straits of Gibraltar
Are calling you back home
My mind want to hold you still
But my arm is too week to lift
So I kiss you once so tenderly
Then drop you from the cliff
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5. |
The Dotted Line
03:15
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Well the East agrees
To raise up the sun
As long as the West
Promises to drag it back down
And the North may say
That it's the chosen one
But the South can claim it's very own icy crown
It's an arrangement
A world of compromise
Just sign your name
Right here on the dotted line
On the dotted line
Well the beach wants the sea
To be forever faithful and true
But the sea breaks on the Isle
Then she flees in here foaming gown
And you wonder why the sky
Is so high and blue
Well it's still getting over
It's divorce from the ground
It's an arrangement
A world of compromise
Just sign your name
Right here on the dotted line
On the dotted line
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6. |
Out Row
03:37
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Shy Crooner New York, New York
Shy Crooner is a songwriter based in New York City. He is best known for his songwriting collaborations with Edwin Duke in The Crooner & Duke Revue.
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