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(S)he
03:18
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The Bad Guy
03:53
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You can make her happy
She can make you dinner
You can be on her team
And always be a winner
But you can’t stop her from crying
When you look at me that way
But,
She doesn’t have to be the bad guy to cry
And you don't have to be the bad guy to make her
Time is slipping, and we’re all wrong, we’re all right
No one has to be the bad guy
No one has to be the bad guy
You never say her name
When you talk to me
Sometimes you shake my hand
Like strangers on the street
But you can’t stop me from crying
When you look at me that way
But, I don’t have to be the bad guy to cry
And you don't have to be the bad guy to make me
Time is slipping, and we’re all wrong, we’re all right
No one has to be the bad guy
(no one has to be the)
And you don’t have to leave your house in disguise
You don’t have to live like everyone’s watching you
Time is healing, we’re gonna be alright
No one has to be the bad guy
No one has to be the bad guy
No one has to be the bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
No one has to be the bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy
(bad guy)
(bad guy) Bad guy
(bad guy) Bad guy
(bad guy) Bad guy
No one has to be the bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy
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Becky
04:31
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Underneath our pacing feet is a carpet
That we picked out together in the fall
Mmm soft to the touch, it didn’t cost much
Just a ticket to the movies
And we took it home and rolled it out
And laid there til the dawn
Underneath our tired house is a slab of stone
Mmm as beautiful as marble
we bought it on the telephone
And anytime we’re bumpin’ and scratchin’
And kickin’ in the kitchen
That old stone will hold us
And stop the floor from caving in
We’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
We’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
Underneath this singer is a child
Terrified of letting someone in
But you roughed her up and gave her love
Like she’s never known before
And now she’s playing like a child again
Yeah we’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
We’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
(ooooooo ha ha)
The garden that we planted just started growing
And the berries and the flowers are barely showing
And any time the fuss doesn’t feel worth it
Just remember all the roots beneath the surface
‘Cause we’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
So much!
Can you hear me, yeah?
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much (yeah)
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much (yeah)
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much
Working for us
Becky
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My brother’s an international man of mystery
Nobody knows where he was between 18 and 23
Well somebody does, but it sure ain’t me
Now he’s somewhere in northern California
I couldn’t tell you his address
I couldn’t get there if I wanted to
He’s a selective recluse
And I’m just the sister of the international man of
Mystery, Mystery
I heard a rumor he drove (he drove)
16 hours on an empty stomach and a bottle of wine
And he only fell asleep twice
Yeah, sometimes he likes to let the angels drive home for him
And he moved to an island in the middle of the ocean
Where he could paint self portraits out of fire
And every evening he died with every sun that was set
Fell madly in love with every woman he met
Yeah, my brother’s an international man of mystery
Nobody knows where he was between 18 and 23
Well somebody does, but it sure ain’t me
Now he’s somewhere in northern California
I couldn’t tell you his address
I couldn’t get there if I wanted to
He’s a selective recluse
And I’m just the sister of the international man of...
“Presenting: the international man of mystery”
Ooo, mystery
International mystery
Ooo ahhh
I’m just the sister of the international man of mystery
Mystery
Mystery
Mystery
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20,000 Moths
02:40
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Somewhere up above, he’s holding a hand
And somewhere below she’s dancing
Two in 20,000 moths to a flame
She fondly remembered and laughed as she cried
Just the same as he did
Two in 20,000 moths to a flame
And “how strange,” they both thought
as they sat in the shade of the song they used to hum like an omen
hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Two in 20,000 moths to a flame
(humming interlude)
(ooo interlude)
And “how strange,” they both thought
As they sat in the shade of a song they used to hum like an omen
hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Two in 20,000 moths to a flame
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California Fire
03:15
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She’s got a fever
And she’s burning your shit down
The second you leave her
Yeah she’s got a fever
And she ain’t afraid to light you up
If you can’t please her
And I’m terrified, I’m a pile of leaves
Another California fire isn’t what we need
No, no
Yeah I got a fever
And I laid in bed all day
trying not to need her
Yeah I got a fever
But I’m trying to choke it out
Like a mighty cedar
‘Cause I’m terrified, I’m a golden grass
Another california fire isn’t what I asked for
What I asked for
But when I close my eyes, I’m a gust of wind
Another California fire is a rolling in
Yeah when I close my eyes, I’m a gust of wind
Another California fire is a rolling in
Is a rolling in
I’m a rolling in
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Righter
03:56
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You know that I hate to fight
I hate that tone in our voices
And I hate that love sometimes hurts
That we can’t take back our choices
And it makes me wanna run
And go back to my old freedom
But then you touch me
And I know my searching is over
And I can see us growing older
Like two vines along a boulder
And I know we’ll lose our ground sometimes
So I’ll just hold a little tighter
‘Cause darlin’ this ain’t good, it’s great
And this ain’t right, it’s righter
Mmhmm
Some days I’m quiet, some I’m unfair,
Some I’m scared I’m like my mother
And I feel my hips growing wide
I’m not a child any longer
And it makes me wanna run
And go back to my old freedom
But then you touch me
And I know my searching is over
And I can see us growing older
Like two vines along a boulder
And I know we’ll lose our ground sometimes
So I’ll just hold a little tighter
‘Cause this ain’t good, it’s great
And this ain’t right, it’s righter
This ain’t an easy thing to figure out alone
Two minds, two hearts, too much that could go wrong
Some people quit before they ever feel the sun
But I don’t wanna go out like that
No I don’t wanna go out like that
So darling touch me
Touch me
Don’t know you know our searching’s over
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Open Hands
04:26
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Sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night
Gasping and grasping for me
I say “baby, are you alright?”
“I’m right here, you’re only dreaming”
If I hug you two or three times
It’s because I’m afraid you’re gonna die
And if this is the last time
I’m gonna hold you
Then I’m gonna hold you tight
‘Cause we’re not guaranteed
And we can’t promise to be here forever
No, nobody can
We’ve gotta love each other with open hands
Heaven is not a comfort to me
I don’t find peace in eternity
It’s hard to explain it
But I just want today if
If tomorrow swears it’s on its way
But we’re not guaranteed
And we can’t promise to be here forever
No, nobody can
We gotta love each other with open hands
Ooo ooo
Gotta love each other
We gotta love each other open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
Ooo with open hands
With open hands
With open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
Gotta love each other with open hands
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If I blame it on you
I’ll let you sleep through the morning
I’ll let you off with a warning
If I blame it on you
If I blame it on you
I’ll still love you tomorrow
I’ll give my light to borrow
If I blame it on you
If I blame it on you
Then there will be no one above me
It will be clear why you love me
If I blame it on you
If I blame it on you
Then I’ll stick by you for certain
Promise to carry your burdens
Hold you when you’re hurting
Let me be the hero of your heart
Let me be the hero of your heart
Let me be the hero of your heart
Let me be the hero of your heart
Of your heart
Let me be the hero of your heart
Let me be the hero of your heart
Let me be the hero of your heart
Of your heart
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Julianna Zachariou San Diego, California
songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer.
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