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What They Wanted
02:12
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Every tired cliche
And all the blunt pathetics
I swear to cut them out
Without an anaesthetic
'Cause none of them are true
And none of them will lead me back to you.
I'll try to dispose of
All the old presumptions
And I can see right through
Every blind assumption
'Cause none of them are true
And none of them will lead me back to you.
I've been writing tunes
As good as they can be
Waiting for the moment that you notice me
And I've been eating capsules
To neutralize the pain
'Cause I'm convinced that every note
Has been in vain
Time hasn't sweetened
The bitter pills I chew
But I won't take back
All the songs I sang you
'Cause all the words were true
And all of them still lead me back to you.
Yes, all of them are true
And all of them still lead me back to you.
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2. |
What They Want, No. 4
02:56
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You can ask I speak my mind
I'll answer all I can reveal
'Cause I can tell you everything
that you'd expect to hear
But I can't tell you how I feel
'Cause every pretty word comes with
a few hints of inflation -
can't print them out too zealously
without devaluation
You can ask I write my songs
My voice will lead as best it can
And I can chart out changes
that refuse to leave your head
But I'd much rather tease instead
'Cause every lovely note
invites another modulation -
can't sing them out too fervently
without some complication
Now, I can ask politely
for you to tell me everything I ought to be.
But I know it all means nothing
if you have to spell it word for word in front of me
'Cause I know all the rules
of this attraction game I play
And I know every word that
you're expecting me to say
And I could speak them well myself,
but what good are they all
if you can hear them somewhere else?
And every pretty word comes with
a few hints of inflation -
can't print them out too zealously
without devaluation
And every single note comes with
a minor complication -
can't write them all without you
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3. |
My Green Crocodile
02:03
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I just saw a foreign film
It nearly cracked me up
He read her books of poems
In his crocodile tongue
He was green and she was beautiful
He so green and she so beautiful
I just saw a foreign film
It nearly broke me down
They were a font of laughter
In their wild creature town
He was green and she was beautiful
He so green and she so beautiful
And I'd like to speak in English
But I will use another tongue instead
And I'd like to screen the movie
But I'm afraid it might just fuck with both our heads
And perhaps despite conventions
He's got her under his spell
But it all depends on flowers
And of course the leaves as well
He was green and she was beautiful
He so green and she so beautiful
He so green and she so beautiful
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4. |
What They Want, No. 2
02:45
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I often wonder if you're hearing
The many things I have to say
And whether it all bounces off you
Or if you listen anyway
I hear you love the songs with the folky guitars
And probably a sweet nothing or two
And no one's song is everything you wanted
But mine's damn close to what you do
I often wonder what you're thinking
Or if my words are reaching you
And what you're listening to on headphones
Waiting in the public transportation queue
I hear you love when songs are less than four minutes long
With not a touch of cynicism in the verse
And some days other songs might reach you better
But mine won't ever reach you any worse
I often wonder what you're wanting
And if it ever comes from me
And if you've ever been a listener
Or if you'd ever like to be
I hear you love the guys with shaggy hair below their eyes
And maybe a discrete punk-rock tattoo
But nobody is everything you wanted
And I'm damn close to what you do
Yeah nobody is everything you wanted
But I know I'm damn close to what you do
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Nick Adams
A most "inside" of outsider artists, Nick Adams is the recording project of songwriter/producer SP.
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