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SOT-yet-another-unsuccessful-social-foray-M | by Phoon | 2006-09-16 00:27:08 |
| SOT-where-is-my-soulmate?-M |
by Phoon |
2006-09-16 01:46:38 |
Ana Ng
by They Might Be Giants
Make a hole with a gun, perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desktop globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backward record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends
(chorus)
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen, Ana, hear my words
They're the words you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the '64 World's Fair
Eighty dolls yelling "small girl after all"
Who was at the Dupont pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm, who had been there?
Or the time that the storm tangled up the wires
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in back of the edge of hearing
These are the words that the voice was repeating
(chorus)
As I was driving once, I saw this painted on a bridge
"I don't want the world. I just want your half."
They don't need me here, and I know you're there
Where the world goes by like the humid air
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away
And the truth is, we don't know anything
(chorus)
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Dude You need to lighten up. | by joecrouse | 2006-09-16 09:42:18 |
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