1. |
Any Good Jew
03:11
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I'm like any good Jew
Bound by a white-and-blue chain
Show me all the pain and debris
If you line up all the mothers by twos and threes
Let them all wail in my ears
We'd still be too blind to see
What do you know about war?
All you care about is your college degree
Your life is measured out in red plastic cups
But I shot a child and his sister too
Shot him dead with his sister
So don't pretend you know me
If hate was a tree
This land would be forever green
Stuck in scream after scream
If you pile up all the bodies by twos and threes
Pile them all up with your sister
We'd still be too blind to see
What do you know about fear?
When you're in San Francisco and free
Your life is measured in cups of cheap Miller Life
But for me it's not like that
I shot a man and his sister
So don't pretend you know me
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2. |
For Taika Waititi
02:06
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Why when it gets to be 5:40
I feel I missed a trick
Why when the sky gets kind of purple
I don't see the point anymore
On a Tuesday...
I wonder if I were fulfilled
Had projects that were cutting edge
Or if I shilled myself for money
So much money
But I bet even Taika Waititi gets like this
On a Tuesday
Or maybe a Wednesday..
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3. |
Savta (Interlude)
00:29
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4. |
now i'm sad forever
02:14
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Drove down to Brattleboro, sat down by the river
Drank kombucha whicha gave you acid reflux
And I held your hand in the co-op toilet
We broke up when you told me Bono was your idol
Left me without a ride
Chewing Nature Valley in a Cumberland Farm
'cause you're cold I grind my teeth
I once had a friend named Keith
We used to write songs in chemistry class
Then he joined a fraternity, now he's a successful rapper
I compare your hair to fire
No it's not ironic
You cream red broke my carpet
Now I'm crying in a Cumberland Farm
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5. |
Memory's Still Nice
03:03
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Blue cold stars night
Like an idiot out on a lake in March
Said to show you all I could be
So I pulled out my savta's ottoman rug
Put your weight on me
Stick your chin into my chest
Skin on skin that's better you said
Lean back in the Subaru passenger side
3am back in bed
Smiling to myself listening to Pharrell
So what if it was a lie
Much pain since then but I don't give a fuck
I don't care if you had to lie
I'll take the memory it's still nice
I'll take the memory it's still nice..
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I want somebody who will read the New Yorker
And tell me over breakfast
They're elitists
Someone from Cincinnati with enough sass
But never liked the city
Likes to pick rhododendrons
Ya, always been a country girl/boy
Someone who will hit me when they cum
With their fists and nails
Takes my hand in theirs and puts it on my earlobe
Someone with red hair
Knows the holes in Dodd-Frank
Reads the NASDAQ I swear
If I date another fuckboy I’m going to punch through the wardrobe
Someone with enough anger to see mine
But not enough anger to be blind
Ya, and I’m a woman sometimes
I’ve been known to spill juice and plums
On my shirt never quite succumbed
To the desire to use sex
To make somebody feel like nothing
Not gonna find that policy buff who watches Buffy all night
Likes Seinfeld
Makes me feel like less of a shell of a little boy
I guess today I’m gonna go buy a bagel and drop some acid
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7. |
Uncle (Interlude)
00:40
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8. |
Mishmish
02:44
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Like olive groves, cloned roots
If you spit the pits, might hurt to sit on
Loot's good, since '48
Feels at home, cardamom and mint
Ate the mishmish, meshugaim
Does Anne Frank justify this hate?
Does Josephus justify this hate?
Six digits blue-inked on Saba's skin
Birkenau, out of Egypt to Jerusalem
Free at last, planted that lemon tree
How do we square the blood in Deir-Yassin?
Ficus drinks in pink patio
Pigeon-coos, terraced anemones
Hadil in spring, buried 'neath terebinth
2008, walled in Bethlehem
Does Primo L. justify this hate?
How do we square the blood in Deir-Yassin?
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9. |
Luna
04:28
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Why don't you come on over there
I got some things to share
If love is the answer
I'd like a different question please
There's no meaning to be found anywhere
There's no reason neither
And I'm set to die
Maybe not today
Maybe not even in a year
But sooner or later it's all so clear
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10. |
Suegro (Cap)
02:18
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