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Invasion
04:21
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People love our sound, but now it's drowned
By the sound of young girls screaming
As our plane touch down, gather round
Oh they can't tell if they're dreaming
Now we've got the power
The band plays a little louder
And there's chaos everywhere
All started in a hurry
Making people worried
But don't worry people
Yeah yeah yeah!
It's an invasion
First we'll reach your shore then we'll tell you more
Really don't have plans for after
Once we've dropped our bombs and the bad guys are gone
It'll all be songs and laughter
If you don't like our reasons
We'll call it treason
And we'll throw you on an island in the bay
Cause this is the season
For getting even
And we don't care, no we don't care what you say
What you say?
It's an invasion
They're collecting autographs
Taking photographs
They've got all my records!
It's an invasion
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2. |
The Sun
03:17
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When the sun goes nova will it all be over?
Will it all have been over a long time ago?
Will we hold it together long enough to weather
The worst weather that we'll ever know?
When the sun goes nova will run for cover
And tunnel underneath the Earth forever?
Will we send ships over to some other sun,
And begun some new life so far out there?
Take a look at the sun
As it fills the sky
Now the Earth is all done
As its oceans hiss and spit steam into the sky
Say goodbye
Take a look at the sun
Til it burns out your eyes
When the sun explodes will anybody know,
Will they see that glow in a million years
On some other planet, will that final glow
Make anybody stop and maybe shed a tear?
When the sun goes nova will we know what to do?
Will there be any lessons left for us to learn?
Will we turn to God or have a final party?
Will there be any bodies to burn?
Take a look at the sun
As it fills the sky
Now the Earth is all done
As its oceans hiss and spit steam into the sky
Say goodbye
Take a look at the sun
Til it burns out your eyes
The sun collects its own
We're all coming home
Take a look at the sun
As it fills the sky
Now the Earth is all done
As its oceans hiss and spit steam into the sky
Say goodbye
Take a look at the sun
Til it burns out your eyes
Take a look at the sun
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3. |
On The Run
03:05
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I was downright disgraceful and unfaithful to my woman
Too drunk to get much damage done
She found out nonetheless, and left, to my distress
Since then I guess I've lived life on the run
On the run
Pretty soon I stopped caring
And started carrying a gun
I quit my job, to take up robbery
Living my life on the run
On the run
Three day standoff in Mexico City
Two more hostages to go
Through the broken glass, by the chief of police
Was that woman, I'd lost so long ago
She put her mouth up to the horn
Said "Dan, this thing, it can't be won"
I came out front, and I got gunned
I was done living my life on the run
On the run
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4. |
Sweet Sugar
03:34
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We're talking again
Like it Never Happened
You're my sweet little friend
Making me invisible with your attention
I preferred the icy silence
As we passed in the hall
It felt like something accomplished
Now there's nothing happening at all
Your sweet sweet sugar's
Just salt in the wound
Case closed
Settled out of court
You won't leave it alone
Won't even let me keep my broken heart
Now there's just an empty feeling
In a vacant soul
Got me playing an extra
To your starring role
Your sweet sweet sugar's
Just salt in the wound
I preferred the icy silence
As we passed in the hall
It felt like something accomplished
Now there's nothing happening at all
Your sweet sweet sugar's
Just salt in the wound
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5. |
Wicked Wicked Life
05:07
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She's dark
Like a Spanish question mark
Upside down
In a summer evening gown
She's young
Something illegal on her tongue
She's so smart
Makes making men stupid an art
She seduced my heart, reduced my mind
Left my conscience and my clothes behind
So help me
I can't help it
It's a wicked wicked life
I intend to live it
Now after
I hear her unchanged laughter
All alone
The echoes of an unanswered phone
How is it
I could become so complicit?
It's plain as day
I was never led astray
I seduced her with wine that went to my head
Her hand in mine we walked to the bed
So help me
I can't help it
It's a wicked wicked life
I intend to live it
You better believe it's a wicked wicked life
You don't think so, you're living a lie
Everyone's a sinner
If you're not then you're just a beginner
Yeah we're all waiting round to die
Get your pleasure while there's time
I got mine
I seduced her with wine that went to my head
Killed that true love of mine right dead
So help me
I can't help it
It's a wicked wicked life
I intend to live it
Everyone is wicked
Deep down inside
With your wicked love
And your wicked pride
It's a wicked world
And you're a wicked girl
It's wicked
It's a wicked life
And it keeps me alive
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6. |
Sweet Lemonade
03:18
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Everywhere I go I get accolades
People think my piss is sweet lemonade
Everybody's telling me I got it made
It don't mean much though I'm afraid
But it's sure good coming from you
It's good coming from you
Cause girl when it's coming from you
You know I know it's true
It's sure good coming from you
They tell me, how'd you get to be as great as you are?
Can I walk with you, won't you ride in my car?
Can you come to my party? Won't you come to my show?
You're the only one I want to get to know
But it's sure good coming from you
It's good coming from you
Cause girl when it's coming from you
You know I know it's true
It's sure good coming from you
It's sure good coming
Girl I'll tell you something
You don't have to say a word
Just kiss me on my neck
And blow in my ear
Baby that's the best news I ever heard
But it's sure good coming from you
It's good coming from you
Cause girl when it's coming from you
You know I know it's true
It's sure good coming from you
It's good coming from you
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7. |
The Fullest Berry
03:33
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She's the best
She's the worst
But I love her nonetheless
She's never less
Than the fullest berry on the tree
Tastes good to me
She's the most
She's the least
Likely suspect on the list
Still I insist
That she did not kill the host
She's the twin sister of the holy ghost
She's all your dirty dreams and sins exposed
She's everything but she's not one of those
She's good to me
There's a smile on the mask of an Egyptian queen
She's wrapped to last but she's crying in her dreams
She sees the sign of the scarab, signs of cats
She loves her man but her heart's in a glass
And as the tears turn to salt
And they pry open the vault
You can see her lips purse
As she lets slip the curse
No good to you
Good to me
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8. |
Annabella
04:42
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She don't give you much
Hurts me in my guts
She hardly moves when she dances
Swaying hips sharp glances
In the other direction
She moves into the kitchen
This ain't love it's lust
No maybe it's a must
Yeah you know what I said
She dies her hair red
With black roots
And alligator boots
Yeah you know what I mean
She plays the tambourine
In a rock and roll outfit
In a rock and roll outfit
I get my chance by the sink
Fix my drink
The floor here's sticky
And I'm thinking thickly
Yeah I ask her name
She says that since she came
We've been introduced twice
And she hands me the ice
She says I must not care
But I think she's aware
That I know full well
That her name's Annabella
Annabella
I wanna be your guy
Annabella Anabella
Mm my my
Annabella Anabella
The music's playing
Her hips are swaying
I try to dance without dancing
She ain't answering
Now the room's filling up
It's time to act like a grown up
Pressed in together
Try to say something clever
"Hey I like your earings"
She's hard of hearing
She moves into the den
And the room closes in
The room closes in
Annabella
Where'd you go?
Annabella Anabella
I want more more more
Annabella Anabella
Yeah you know what I said
She dies her hair red
With black roots
And alligator boots
Yeah you know what I mean
She plays the tambourine
In a rock and roll outfit
In a rock and roll outfit
And they just got signed
And I think she's a minor
Going on 35
She makes me feel alive
I'm feeling alive
Yeah I'm feeling it
Annabella
You rip my heart like a saw
Anabella Anabella
Ahh!
Anabella Anabella
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9. |
Cultivated Lady
03:23
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She's a cultivated lady
And have you seen her lately?
She was born to wear those diamonds and furs
She's most sophisticated
Knows her solid gold from plated
But it's not about the money to her
It's about the life
It's about the soul
Taking what's out there
And taking control
A life that's full
And life ain't free
Oh cultivated lady
You captivate me
Oh cultivated lady
Could you cultivate me?
She's a cultivated woman
And let me tell you she's not slumming
When she keeps on coming round my store
It's a boutique out in Brooklyn
And she rides in from Manhattan
Is she shopping or is there something more?
Is it just a dream?
Is there something there?
Is she at the end
Of some sad affair?
I've read some books
And I know my wine
Oh cultivated lady
Could you cultivate my kind?
Oh cultivated lady
Won't you be mine?
Your man is gone
You've got to move on
I could show you my plans
You know I really dig Chopin
It's about the life
It's about the soul
Taking what's out there
And taking control
A life that's full
And life ain't free
Oh cultivated lady
You captivate me
Oh cultivated lady
Could you cultivate me?
She's a cultivated lady
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10. |
Daddy Was Conman
03:03
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My Daddy was a conman
He took your money and then he was gone man
Daddy'd sell you real estate
Front prime land at the bottom of a lake
By the time you saw that you'd been had
He was living in another state
Or under another alias
Oh yeah my Daddy was the best
And though I never knew his given name
I know my Daddy loved me just the same
My Daddy was a conman
Now he's gone to the great beyond man
Dad had inside information
The one's he supplied, they had to be patient
Keep your mouths shut; keep your money in
The dumb marks never saw him again
Dad made us promise not to scam
Deep down he knew we couldn't do it good as him
Now I'm trading ones for tens
Oh Dad I'm in the confidence
I had my dreams
Now I'm working quick change schemes
Booking players, shaving points
Daddy'd be so disappointed
My Daddy was a conman
He's a confidence man
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11. |
Love Came Calling
02:28
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Love came calling
So you know I'm bawling now
Love rang on my bell
Opened the door and it snatched me to hell
Love came calling
And when love calls you must answer
Love got next to me
Promising ecstasy
The smell of perfume, the swish of hair
Suddenly she was sitting right there
I pulled up a stool
Since then I've been history's biggest fool
Love came calling
And when love calls you must answer
Love came calling
She went walking out that door
I couldn't feel too surprised
Because I'd seen it all before
Love came calling
Love don't call for free
Love came calling
Only this time not for me
Love came calling
And I can't blame her
Cause when Love come calling
When love calls you must answer
Love came calling
And when love calls you must answer
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12. |
Yer On
01:56
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You're on
Poker player
You big bet maker
I'm going to beat you in this bet
You bet!
You're on
You're a loser
A million dollars to one
You're on
Oh you think you're such a big fancy person
I intend to kill you!
You're on!
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13. |
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Sending a letter to the Director of Human Resources
Dear Director Dear Director give me the job
I've been in trouble but I don't want to rob no one
Come on give it to me I'll do it good
Hey Director! Give me the job!
Sending a letter to the Director of Human Resources
I type something then I take it back out
Can't be overconfident; can't show no doubt
I've been padding up my resume
Hey Director! Give me the job!
Sending a letter to the Director of Human Resources
I check it over again for mistakes
I'm not too good but I could use a break
I've been running kind of low on cash
Hey Director! Give me the job!
Give me the job!
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Dan Kilian and The Million Man Band New York, New York
Dan Kilian swallows hot coals of worry, regret and sorrow, then spits out rough diamonds of pop music. He's well regarded in the Antifolk scene, and whatever that is happening in Park Slope.
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