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See Me Wasting My Space
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See me wasting my space.
See me wasting my space.
See me wasting my space.
See me wasting my space.
I used to have something to say,
now see me lying on the floor all day.
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Cherry Crush
01:38
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Cary Grant peered through the incandescent chandelier
at the half-hearted children of the botched takeover
in T-shirt uniform and haircut artifice.
The room was filled with bands and poseurs
and telephone composers.
You can speak easy and love freely,
but good luck with that new shirt collar.
You're just my cherry crush.
You needn't wear a tie to your own party.
If your guests are worth having, they'll love you anyway.
And Cary, yes, we'll have you, if you're willing,
but what of all that lost grandeur?
You're just my cherry crush.
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The Crime of Our Lives
01:51
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Face framed in the rearview,
caught in expressive conversation.
You are accident prone;
I can see it in your fender.
Please be my accessory tonight.
Let's commit the crime of our lives.
Can you hear me? I am pleading.
I just want to see what you are reading.
I went to work on my day off just to see you on the train.
Your walk is a movement in a symphony the world doesn't understand.
I stop to tie my shoe just to see you walk by again.
Please be my accessory tonight.
Let's commit the crime of our lives.
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I'm gonna rock you like a crisp, gentle breeze.
I'm gonna hold you like an incurable disease.
I think I must have made you up.
I think I must have made you up.
I'm gonna take a can of paint to a railroad bridge.
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I'm gonna love you against my good judgment.
I'm gonna love you against my good judgment.
And I could always use some help.
And I could always use some help.
I'm gonna love you with reckless abandon.
I'm gonna love you with reckless abandon.
And I could always use some help.
And I could always use some help.
I'm gonna love you with unbridled fury.
I'm gonna love you with unbridled fury.
And I could always use some help.
And I could always use some help.
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There's nothing and there's nothing.
There's nothing and then there's me.
There's nothing and there's nothing.
There's nothing and then there's me.
When you look this way, I don't know what you see.
There's something here, but it isn't me.
Can't you accept me for who I nearly am?
I'm almost trying to be a better man.
There's nothing and there's nothing.
There's nothing and then there's me.
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Sometimes Anyone Will Do
01:57
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When one suffers what can one do
but find someone to suffer with you?
A death that's worse than fate.
A figure eight.
Your name written on my arm.
Magic marker, coiffure charm.
Permanent myth making.
This plastic cup is shaking.
You can be anyone. I can be anyone, too.
Sometimes anyone will do.
Negotiating our desires.
Let's face it, we're nothing but liars.
Took you down to the multi-screen
to see the most insipid thing I've ever seen.
Wardrobe: dinner dress.
Less impressive in the flesh.
You can be anyone. I can be anyone, too.
Sometimes anyone will do.
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Stereotype
01:18
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I'm not your stereo.
I'm not your stereotype.
I'm not your stereotype.
A quarter thrown to me.
You hardly know me.
I won't play the tunes you want me to play.
Yes, I'm derivative, not too originative,
but I'm mono.
I'm not your stereo.
I'm not your stereotype.
I'm not your stereotype.
Oh you wait, and you bait, and you love to hate,
but so what? I'm living like I'm always late.
You harass, I'll outlast, you can typecast me,
but so what? You know, I'm having a blast.
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Candy with a bold name, a taste like vitamins.
Don't want to be seen in the sight that I'm in.
I'm in advanced stress.
You're in that black dress.
Oh, what a fucking mess!
Tell me why did I kiss that girl?
How do I love thee?
Let me regret the ways.
I know I said forever,
but that was just a phase.
My lips are sealed.
The kisses repealed.
My stigmata healed.
Tell me why did I kiss that girl?
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Hussalonia Buffalo, New York
Hussalonia is largely the work of a multi-instrumentalist known only as The Hussalonia
Founder.
Founded in 1997, Hussalonia is a "pop music cult" and claims to be owned by Nefarico™, a fictional soap company.
The Hussalonia Founder lives and works in Buffalo, New York.
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