1. |
Going Nowhere
02:53
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All I'm doing is walking around, aimlessly
Going nowhere
Walking to the lost and found
Looking for love and never finding any anywhere
All I'm doing is walking around, aimlessly
Going nowhere
Walking to the lost and found
All in vain and never finding any anywhere
I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
All I'm doing is sitting on clouds, looking down
No intentions
I just wish I knew how to fly above all the clouds
I'd be a level higher
Wish I could anything deprived of thinking
Then I'd be a doer
I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
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2. |
Colours Slip Away
03:14
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There's nothing much I can get fingers on
I've kayaked through the amazon
Acquired the strength of a mastodon
Venturing through the woulds
Settled my mind on goods
Gotten rid of coulds and shoulds
Gotten rid of coulds and shoulds
I've gotten rid of these coulds
Colours slip away
Then the world turns grey
Then gay
Colours slip away
Then the world turns grey
Then gay
Made my way past these sores and tears
Grappled with a million bears
Right now I couldn't give a care
As I'm soaring through the wind
Settled my mind on goods
Gotten rid of coulds and shoulds
Gotten rid of coulds and shoulds
I've gotten rid of these coulds
Colours slip away
Then the world turns grey
Then gay
Colours slip away
Then the world turns grey
Then gay
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3. |
I Have Been Gladder
06:02
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There is a cat
Did I mention it was black?
In my pocket
Skip under rows of ladders
Such a sight that black cats gather
And watch it
Oh it's rainy inside
Better open up my umbrella inside
It is yellow
My cat's name is Don
I don't know what he's on
He is faithful
I have been gladder before
You have been madder before
I have been madder before
You have been gladder before
I have been gladder before
You have been gladder before
I have been madder before
You have been gladder before
Oh it's rainy inside
Better open up my umbrella inside
It is yellow
My cat's name is Don
I don't know what he's on
He is faithful
I have been gladder before
You have been madder before
I have been madder before
You have been gladder before
I have been gladder before
You have been gladder before
I have been madder before
You have been gladder before
Before, before
Oh before
I have been gladder before
You have been madder before
I have been madder before
You have been gladder before
I have been gladder before
You have been gladder before
I have been madder before
You have been gladder before
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4. |
Who's Awesome
04:17
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Today the moon dove through my window
And sang me a song
When a mouse makes eye contact with you
You wonder where you've gone wrong
All I say is all I do
And everyday is when I'm blue
Step on the gas, smoke some hash
Let's put on some clown shoes
Who's awesome, who's awesome, who's awesome
Sawsan
Who's awesome, who's awesome, who's awesome
You'll be my brown paper bag
When I'm sick and I can't find the toilet bowl
This ain't the 70s, you can't do what you please
So please conform
Whether it's a yes or no, maybe
My baby, I don't know
Park your phatmobile over by the curb
C'mon, let's go
Who's awesome, who's awesome, who's awesome
Sawsan
Who's awesome, who's awesome, who's awesome
Sawsan
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5. |
Ass
03:33
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Sorry if it seems like I'm ignoring
I'm too busy being degrading
I don't care what you do
I'm an ass and I'll keep you waiting
You're distaste for egotisticism leaves me in tears
Not really, I don't give a crap
And I'd love to see you in tears
Am I too fast?
Well, then try to catch up
Don't stand there and complain if you wanna match up
Am I too fast?
Well, then try to catch up
Don't stand there and complain if you wanna match up
Sorry if it seems like I'm ignoring
I'm too busy being degrading
I don't care what you do
I'm an ass and I'll keep you waiting
You're distaste for egotisticism leaves me in tears
Not really, I don't give a crap
And I'd love to see you in tears
Am I too fast?
Well, then try to catch up
Don't stand there and complain if you wanna match up
Am I too fast?
Well, then try to catch up
Don't stand there and complain if you wanna match up
I'm an ass
And I know that
I love being an ass
So you can just blow me
I'm an ass
I love being an ass
I love being an ass
I love being an ass
I love being an ass
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6. |
Would It Be Nice
02:23
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Drunken dreams
Sunken screams
Diddling about you
Drawling circles in the sky
Thinking about that guy
What he wants to do with his life
I wonder if he even tries
Hopeless sighs
Unsuccessful tries
That guy must die
Would it be nice
Would it be nice
Just drink a little orange juice
Would it be nice
It would be grand
To live faster
Than the hour hand
Would it be nice
Would it be nice
Just drink a little orange juice
Would it be nice
It would be grand
To live faster
Than the hour hand
Take a photo, you won't be here long
Just as long until the end of this song
Try to fly but you can't, guy
You're too fat, you knew that
Insert deep emotional shit here
More here and some more here
And some more here and some more here
And some more here
Would it be nice
Would it be nice
Just drink a little orange juice
Would it be nice
It would be grand
To live faster
Than the hour hand
Would it be nice
Would it be nice
Just drink a little orange juice
Would it be nice
It would be grand
To live faster
Than the hour hand
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