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Yes, Dear
03:28
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You've siphoned off my will
And I say unto the floor
"When you coming over?"
I can't take this any more
I've got an anxious feeling creeping
And pills set by the door
But they can't help my problems
Like so many times before
I want you out of here
A shallow feeling, broken-back veneer
You're overbearing, guilt-inspiring fear
But I can't bring myself to cut the cord
My Dear
You storm into my room
And demand something to drink
I run hide, tail between my legs
And obey without a blink
The clock hands turn wildly
And my heart begins to sink
I hang my head, I've failed again
And I don't know what to think
I want you out of here
A shallow feeling, broken-back veneer
You're overbearing, guilt-inspiring fear
But I can't bring myself to cut the cord
My Dear
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Overture for the Mrs.
03:54
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Typical Affliction
She's running away
Two mile sea
I'd do anything to stay
Cureless infatuation
I don't know how to say
I'm done looking
And I'd do anything to stay
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Who Do You Think You Are
03:52
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I've worked this line
For twenty years time
I've done my job
But now I see
Conspiring
To get me gone
If you thought I'd just get up and leave, you're crazy
Who do you think you are?
The new guy's space
Fills half this place
And undeserved
I built this town
Up from the ground
And now I'm taking you all with me
If you thought I'd just get up and leave, you're crazy
Who do you think you are?
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Watch Your Back
04:34
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Locked below the sea line
Captains orders
Full on stolen rations, they say
"Thief," they call me outright
I'm no sinner
Scapegoat for the first mate, I say
You better watch your back
Cleaning up their quarters
Dirty sailors scoff at me from beneath their sheets
You'll receive what's coming
Exact revenge
You'll pay for what you've done to my pride
You better watch your back
First mate's daughter is sleeping
I see my chance
I'll steal her from her bed by this night
The hungry waves are rolling
Begging me
I toss her to the sea straight away
You better watch your back
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Houston
04:46
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Her home is through that window
And her work in married men's beds
I have to admit, these last few weeks
She's been living in my head
She says, "Step right up, I'll only take five minutes of your life."
And buildings shout accusations amongst clouds like doubts in my mind
Tonight I'll take her back to my place, I guess
I'll admit that your business isn't really what I want, I confess
She goes looking through the kitchen for something to eat
"Baby, sit down right here -- and, by the way, will you marry me?"
Houston show this city that you're not like the rest.
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