1. |
Tigers
01:35
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Tigers in the middle of the jungle are
Always being sold soap and menswear
Tigers in the middle of the jungle are
Always being sold soap and menswear
Firefighters ration out burning cars
Only to be sold soap and menswear
My house is a little like a shooting star
Filled up with soap and menswear
Filled up with soap and menswear
Filled up with soap and menswear
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2. |
Sun's Coming Up
04:14
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Promise to write you tomorrow
Tonight I can barely hold a pen
Now that the trail's gone cold
Needless to say I'm not impressed
Some men were born to be pure evil
And fucker I think that's you
Are you surprised again that all your closest friends
Could be so selfish and cruel?
Leonard Cohen died last year
A bump in the night
That don't scare me half as much
As the thought that my dog Lucky might
Some things I hear ring true in my ears
And I can hardly swallow
Some men were born to be pure evil
But their words ring so hollow
Now the sun's coming up
I've been old long enough to know
What am I supposed to know
Or what I am supposed to know
All the colors in the room
Come detached and attached around you
It squeezes the air out of my lungs
Some things I hear ring cold in my ears
And I can hardly swallow
But some men were born to be pure evil
And their words ring so hollow
Now the sun's coming up
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3. |
White Mask/Red Flag
05:22
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I'm so far from home
And you're set in stone
The pavement is different
But they're the same roads
If I see the flags
I won't pay the bills
So I look for them waving
From the windowsills
It's "Southern displeasure"
The "innocent stuff"
I'm a Yankee in birdland
A Dixieland chump
White mask and a red flag
They deny what they can't kill
White mask and a red flag
They burn what they can't steal
When I see those stars
Shining up high
I miss all the buildings
Stealing the sky
And how does a state that
Was founded on hate get
So beautiful
When it's late at night?
White mask and a red flag
They deny what they can't kill
White mask and a red flag
They burn what they can't steal
My blood boils, my skin bubbles
Makes me forget about my troubles
They don't really matter anyway
I say "yes sir" they let me go
He says "yes sir" he gets one last
Look at his daughter screaming "no"
If your blood don't boil, your skin don't bubble
Why don't you save me the trouble
And keep what you think to yourself
'Cause a white mask could be in blue
When black bodies are torn in two
And a red flag could be in blue
When black bodies are torn in two
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4. |
How Many Watts ???
02:36
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It's in my arms, it's in my blood
It takes however many watts to power me on
Stop the car, I think you hit someone
Oh they can live without it, live without it
I don't want blood on the backseat of my car
And now you've got stains to account for
And now you've got stains to account for
I've been stuck on this part for so long
I left Paris for a reason
I think you could power me on
I think you could power me on
I think you could
Would you look at him
All dressed up in normal clothes
Standing in the corner and striking a pose
You won't move until I,
You won't move until I,
You won't move until I say you will
Until I say you will
It takes however many watts to power me on
It takes however many watts to power me on
It takes however many watts to power
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5. |
King of Nothing
04:01
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One day we all fly our nests
Shed the shadows of deities
The heroism of parents
Flying from fears and falling
We say heaven will save us
I'd rather make a fool of myself
Make my life, not live in someone else's
I'm the king of nothing
I can be everything
You know what scares me?
It's the dreams of snow in May
The longest winter awaits
Yet we wait
When the time comes
There'll be nothing left of me
Why leave time to waste?
When nothing's on my mind
I'll feel, I'll feel fine
Chasing clouds for miles
It's ecstasy, can't you see?
First I'll find nothing
Then I'll find me
I'm the king of nothing
I can be everything
I'm living with very happy people!
Smiles that can break!
Never noticed the cracks,
I'm just as crazy!
I'm done waiting on the world to change,
It'll keep on turning!
I'm the king of nothing
I can be everything
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6. |
Man of Action
03:40
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I don't sleep
I just lie in bed and get up in the morning
What a funny life
I don't talk
I just sit on the couch and hope to hear the phone ring
The silence cuts like a knife
You're all talk, talk, talk
But I'm a man of action
I don't read
'Cause if I did I'd probably have to learn to listen
I'd rather die
I don't lie
Unless you're asking me about who I have been kissin'
Then I'll lie
You're all talk, talk, talk
But I'm a man of action
I don't hide
But when they drop the bomb I'll run into the shelter
Hope the sirens are loud
Don't let me die
In my footsteps before I go under the ground
If I live I don't need to be proud
You're all talk, talk, talk
But I'm a man of action
I don't want to talk about revolution
'Cause I see it coming
And it's not ours
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7. |
In Ooster Park
03:05
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it’s getting dark out in ooster park
but my thoughts were with you
oh so completely
I was in berlin when you got back to brooklyn
and when I
called you that night you talked to me so sweetly
with your voice in the attic on the twin bed
that I shared with my friend Emil then
late at night the dark countryside
sprawled out my open window
as you said that you would try it
and i lay on my side with your voice in that
deep blue quiet
how long can i belong to you
i don’t know !
how long can i belong to you
i hope things are good
out in your neck of the woods
but i wish you wouldn’t leave my line so quiet
i know how lonely it gets
way out here in oberlin
but i don’t mean that i want you to stop trying
with your voice in the attic on the twin bed
that I shared with my friend Emil then
late at night the dark countryside
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8. |
Numb
05:05
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I'm numb with regret
The things I never said
I hate what I can't remember
The things you never forget
And it's not enough
To take it back
And to pretend
That I'm working
Do you know how it feels
To feel everything and nothing at all?
When I go out I don't feel real
You make me feel like I'm nothing at all
And it's not enough
To take it back
And to pretend
That I'm working
Call you on the phone
To say you're sorry
"He doesn't have a genuine bone
In his body"
I miss everything that I never had
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9. |
Cold Water Suite
04:17
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Me and Gaia
Wear tiaras
Above my Cold Water Suite
Well I don't know
Where I wanna go
To Ohio, to Ohio
Well neither place
Really appealed to me
I guess I'll stay
In L.A.
As I'm getting older
It's getting harder
Something I thought that I didn't wanna
Think I'll tear out
All my hair this summer
This decision sure is a bummer
I text Anna
About her plans to
Move out of L.A.
She wants to start a band
Out at Oberlin
Oh she can't stand
Kids from L.A.
Harris wants me there
He's growing out his hair
So he can fit in
On the first day
Me and Natalie
Search for clarity
Far from my Cold Water Suite
Project my biggest fears
Up on those four years
Oh should I care
What Anna says?
I can't make a mistake
And I don't feel so great
But as of now I have six days
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