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Signs Among Spectacles
02:39
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She's got a circus of suitors who attempt to amuse her
but she's seen this show a thousand times.
There's a boy who sweeps up after all the action and laughter,
she's heard him singing to himself sometimes.
She's been keeping her eyes wide open,
searching for signs and omens.
She can be choosey because all of her beauty
gets blasted around like a lighthouse shines.
There's a boy out there rowing with patience and knowing
he will find the harbor if he follows her light.
She's been keeping her eyes wide open,
searching for signs and omens.
How can it be that it seems so clear to me,
still somehow she can't decide?
I figured she'd see whatever it is that she needed
to justify what she'd already decided.
She's been keeping her eyes wide open,
searching for signs and omens.
How can it be that it seems so clear to me?
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Sarah Lani Wildhoney
04:44
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She came out tonight to shake her stuff
and she looked so good all dolled up.
Sure enough, wasn't hard getting noticed at the bar
and all her friends were content to let her drink too much.
Adrenaline fueled, alcohol consumed overdrive
You'll never keep up enough to get her home tonight.
Super-fly, fool at heart and she'll tear you apart
she'll sink the drink you bought her then move on to some other guy.
That was Sarah Lani Wildhoney
and she ain't showing up for work in the morning
because the voices of the night are calling,
she ain't showing up for work in the morning.
She got fired with five days left, she said,
"Fuck it, farewell, all's well, it's for the best."
And it's clear that she can't keep her ass in high gear
and so she's going back home to give herself some rest.
That was Sarah Lani Wildhoney
and she ain't showing up for work in the morning
because the voices of the night are calling,
she ain't showing up for work in the morning.
By the time she was out the door, not a table was standing,
broken glass on the floor, by the time she was gone,
the party was over, the lights all turned on.
That was Sarah Lani Wildhoney
and she ain't showing up for work in the morning
because the voices of the night are calling,
she ain't showing up for work in the morning.
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Ran into you and your new guy at the show last night,
I didn't mind
that you were having fun and getting drunk and being young, no,
I didn't mind.
I had myself a good time, and I'm glad you had yourself a good time.
All the people that we knew, I have to clue what they'd assume but still
I didn't mind
'cause I was having fun and getting drunk and being young, no,
I didn't mind.
I had myself a good time, and I'm glad you had yourself a good time,
even though it was a drag, we had ourselves a good time.
I'm so proud of you, become the woman you wanted to.
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A Simple And Modest Man
03:13
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Wake up at four A.M. to stock your fruit cart,
you got to make a buck to feed the family,
you've got fears lodged deep up inside of the
shit's so fucked up it seems and it's breaking your heart.
At least you were honest when you made your demands,
you were a simple and modest man.
There was a cop who stalked you like a tigress,
"Just who do you think you are?"
She knocked you down upon your knees, and she spit in your face,
said, "Don't fuck with the police!"
At least you were honest when you made your demands,
you were a simple and modest man.
Dying a symbol wasn't part of the plan,
you were a simple and modest man.
Needless to say, you were outraged and embarrassed,
so you set yourself on fire.
And it worked up all the people pretty good
when you set yourself on fire.
At least you were honest when you made your demands,
you were a simple and modest man.
Dying a symbol wasn't part of the plan,
you were a simple and modest man.
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5. |
I Like You Just Fine
03:40
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Drink the poisons of your everyday life,
your body's breaking down all the time,
I could be the antidote,
but I like you just fine.
We can clown around if you'd like,
can't tell me that the timing just wasn't right,
how was I supposed to know
that I'd like you just fine?
True, sometimes you smoke too much grass,
I like you just fine.
You can be a pain in the ass,
I like you just fine.
I'm hell-bent on getting you back,
I like you that much, I like you just fine.
No one knows that we're both secretly shy,
we'll dance it out until we're feeling alright,
I don't think that you're too old for me,
twenty nine, I like you just fine.
True, sometimes you smoke too much grass,
I like you just fine.
You can be a pain in the ass,
I like you just fine.
I'm hell-bent on getting you back,
I like you that much, I like you just fine.
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Common Monikers Los Angeles, California
Common Monikers is a pop-rock band, making catchy, fun music that is eclectic and unique, yet accessible. The vocal style is quirky but sincere, and the lyrics are personal and conversational. The rhythm guitar jangles along over melodic bass lines supported by simple, snappy drums. It makes you want to dance and sing along. ... more
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