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Brian Gray - Happy Me
03:50
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Morning Me is a me who can be unpleasant.
Ride the train, get to work, don't engage with anyone ‘til the morning’s done.
Morning Me, typically, hasn't had his coffee.
No I'm not interested in your petition at this time. Find some other guy to sign.
Don't talk to Morning Me.
Deadline Me is a me holding it together
Late at night, in the dark, just a keyboard and a screen, locked in quarantine.
Deadline Me used to be from the distant future,
Future Me holding strong, absent any doubt. Now he’s freaking out.
No one likes Deadline Me.
[Chorus]
Made of all the Mes and none of them.
Then I’m with you, and somehow you take me from
Swarmed by the cacophany of the drum
And you do your magic and I become
Just plain old Happy Me.
Mortgage Me is a me buzzing in a low key
Little bit everyday like a chorusing of moans discussing student loans.
Mortgage Me proffers we maybe jigsaw it a bit,
Borrow this, pay for that, try to sleep with fewer fears 'til the paycheck clears.
God help Mortgage Me
[Chorus]
Poser Me is a me sure I'm kidding myself.
And it's like who am I thinking I can be enough to handle all this stuff?
Poser Me likes to see if in psyching me out
He can make me believe that there's nowhere left to go then say, "I told you so."
What's up with Poser Me?
[Chorus]
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Joe:
She is brilliant, she is brooding, she is beautiful. Tell me how someone like me...
I could ever be, I could ever be her man.
Mari:
I am wasted, I am wanton, I am way past due. Tell me how someone like me...
I could ever be, I could ever be your hand.
Mari + Joe:
I could never be part of anybody's plan.
Narrators:
Little do they know, they're the only chance we've got. We've got...
God:
So let it be written, so let it be done.
I've gotta send my one and only twice begotten son.
I need a vessel who can carry to term. It's hard to discern, these days, who to save and to burn.
The weight of the world on a girl from Murrell's Inlet?
Her fate unfurled by the booze in her daddy's binges.
Call me delirious, my way is mysterious as a matter of fact... I couldn't be more serious.
It's a matter of life and apocalypse, strife and deliverance, heaven and hell.
I need to get the girl out of her cell - I sent an angel to the boy in his sleep -
"The girl of your dreams needs you to help save her for me. You cater to me, VIP Spring Breakers you see?
It's simple really, let me make it so slow that it's silly.
Kill the witty gritty shit. Make it pretty. Narrators, what do you say? You feel me?
Narrators:
No two ways about it - the only chance we've got. We've got...
Joe:
We've been chosen. We are one now.
We are cleansed in blood, we are part and parcel bound to this destiny.
We will always be your men.
Mari:
I am branded with his surname written in my blood - I am part and parcel bound to this destiny,
stained by his unholy hands.
Mari + Joe:
Push klonopin, where's the whiskey and the gin?
Narrators:
All we've got to save us my tell me this - at what cost? At what cost?
Mari:
I had never needed protection before, but dad had never lost an election before.
Mom says "17's too young to be anything but dumb", but I know what I saw.
Mari + Joe:
You pulled me out from under, we'll stow away and leave them to wonder. They'll see...
Joe:
Your red hair will be the death of me.
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Man:
I might be old now, but I'm no fool
I knew that marriage was played out before it was cool
Too often things they just aren't happening,
What's the sound of one mind snapping?
Time goes slow but love can go fast
Seems like nothing good is ever meant to last
Good intentions can be sweet as treacle
But that won't solve the problems between two people
That's it, I feel like I'm done screwing around
Time to get out of this one horse town
Together there's nothing we can't do
Time to make a future shiny and new
Woman:
Spent the last year working at the booty-free shop
I'm a woman who likes IPAs and bebop
Love my man don't need no other
Nothing comes between us, don't want to be a mother
Let the music play, just take me away
Be what I want to be, not what you want to see
Pretty and strong that's the name of my song
This move just feels so right there's no way it can be wrong
That's it, I feel like I'm done screwing around
Time to get out of this one horse town
Together there's nothing we can't do
Time to make a future shiny and new
Child:
Have you heard the story yet of how my parents
Heard they both needed a change of scenery
Well I'm the offspring, yeah that's still a thing
Love's what brings people closer not machinery
So put your phone down for God's sake start looking around
'Cause right beside you you might find just what you need
If you start you will succeed enough to plant the seed that grows to greenery
That's it, I feel like I'm done screwing around
Time to get out of this one horse town
Together there's nothing we can't do
I've seen the future it's shiny and new
It's shiny and new
It's shiny and new
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Zoe Gray - The Coven
03:45
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there's a girl with hair that gleams of starlight
she walks the halls like she is dancing on the moon
they say she likes to walk around at midnight
i know she likes to sing aloud on hazy afternoons
and oh she's one of them
she looks like heaven and feels like hell
oh when she looks at you
you fall under her spell
we don't talk about the coven
at least, not when they're around
the whispers fill the halls
but when they walk by we don't make a sound
they're full of dark, they're full of life, they're full of loving
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
there's a girl with laughter like a poison
she throws her head back and her tongue unravels like a roll of thread
she don't adhere to rhyme or reason
and when you least expect it she can get into your head
and oh she's one of them
she looks like heaven and feels like hell
oh when she looks at you
you fall under her spell
we don't talk about the coven
at least, not when they're around
the whispers fill the halls
but when they walk by we don't make a sound
they're full of dark, they're full of life, they're full of loving
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
there's a girl who tastes just like the feeling
you get when you are walking by yourself on darkened streets
you meet her eyes and she can send you reeling
she never says a word to anybody that she meets
and oh she's one of them
she looks like heaven and feels like hell
oh when she looks at you
you fall under her spell
we don't talk about the coven
at least, not when they're around
the whispers fill the halls
but when they walk by we don't make a sound
they're full of dark, they're full of life, they're full of loving
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
near to the coven
near to the coven
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Chorus of Hapless Victims:
Clickie clappy finger-snappy killers / Madam killers / We’re all dying
Super Villain 1:
I could kill you all with a click of my tongue
Kneel before me
Don’t make me slobber
Slimy two-timing henchman:
You have my loyalty
Madam I’m awestruck
Super Villain 2:
I can kill you with a clap of my hands
Lookie there goes another
Puny inconvenience- lookie!
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