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Lonely Boy
03:02
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You're a lonely boy. I was one, too.
Tryin' to get somebody to love me
by showin' 'em all of the things I could do.
Turns out it's not that simple.
Turns out it's not true
for lonely boys like me and you.
You're a perfect kid. So was I.
Tryin' to get my daddy to want me
and crushed by the weight of the old college try.
Turns out it's not that simple.
Turns out it's a lie
for lonely boys like you and I.
Come back, come back
and see what you're missing.
Just look what you're missing.
Come back and see.
You yell "Come back!"
but nobody listens.
Nobody listens to you or to me.
You're a lonely boy. I was one, too.
Tryin' to get somebody to love me
and learning' there's only so much you can do.
Turns out it's not that simple.
Turns out a bit cruel
for lonely boys like me and you.
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2. |
Eagle Girls
04:37
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I hadn't thought of it
'til I saw them walking' down the hall -
Lisa, Christy, Angie, and JoNeil.
Was kinda out of it;
shy flower hangin' on the wall
watching' Lisa, Christy, Angie, and JoNeil.
What do they do to me?
Are they for real?
They're gettin' through to me somehow ...
I got caught up a bit
makin' secret plans in Jaycee Park
with Lisa, Christy, Angie, and JoNeil.
Kinda grew up a bit
hangin' around until after dark
with Lisa, Christy, Angie, and JoNeil.
What's a broken curfew to me?
They made me feel
everything's new to me somehow ...
Eagle Girls will put your lights out.
A day in their world will knock you right out.
Eagle Girls will keep you comin' around.
And Jill asked me
"Do your parents fight like mine do?
Are they always two steps behind you?
Don't it make you wanna close the door?"
I've thought a lot of it
in the twenty years that I've been gone
away from Lisa, Christy, Angie, and JoNeil.
Older, but I'll admit thinkin' about 'em can switch me on.
Just Lisa, Christy, Angie, and JoNeil.
They're always in the rear view to me
and still so real - their mystery chooses me even now ...
Eagle Girls will put your lights out.
A day in their world will knock you right out.
Eagle Girls will keep you coming' around.
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Let's run away and leave this town.
We could split tonight and I'd be down.
But no one will notice.
No one will care.
Everybody's down at the pool now.
We could make our escape.
Dead end streets got nothing to offer
and nobody's talking to us.
I know you want a postcard
and I want a room with a view,
so let's spill secrets and disappear.
Let's run away and leave this town.
We could split tonight and I'd be down.
But no one will notice.
No one will care.
All these bodies out in the graveyard
wearing night like a cape
and these streets got us shut like a coffin
and nobody's crying for us.
I know your dad is a lost cause
and your mama's collecting her tears,
so let's kill secrets and disappear.
Let's run away and leave this town.
We could split tonight and I'd be down.
But no one will notice.
No one will care.
We're running away as fast as we can.
If you take the wheel I'll pretend I'm a man.
Maybe no one will notice.
Maybe no one will care.
Let's run away and leave this town.
We could split tonight and I'd be down.
But no one will notice.
No one will care.
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4. |
Kind Susan
04:49
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Susan is sweet, Susan is kind.
Susan is always on my mind.
Susan is sad because she's so far from home now.
Susan is sweet, Susan is kind.
Susan is always on my mind.
Susan is sad because she's walking alone now.
She writes for the campus paper,
articles on the front page.
She says she's in love with the smell of the ink.
But some guy's got her captured in a cage.
With all those words, I wonder what she thinks.
Susan is sweet, Susan is kind.
Susan is always on my mind.
Susan is sad because she's so far from home now.
Susan is sweet, Susan is kind.
Susan is always on my mind.
Susan is sad because she's walking alone now.
I wish I could chase him away.
Don't you want me chase him away?
I wish I could chase him away
so you could get back to the story of you.
Another semester's over,
they haven't solved the case.
She could cover the city any day.
But some guy's got her thinkin' 'bout a ring.
With all those words I wonder what she'll say.
Susan is sweet, Susan is kind.
Susan is always on my mind.
Susan is sad because she's so far from home now.
Susan is sweet, Susan is kind.
Susan is always on my mind.
Susan is sad because she's walking alone now.
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5. |
The Architect
03:27
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I wore flannel shirts for my father.
Thought they'd make me be like him.
Even though I didn't want to
he could always draw me in.
Who is the architect?
Who is to say?
Regardless of the fashion
you're a mannequin either way.
I did funny voices for my father
and always tried to make him laugh.
A funny face, and he'd laugh harder
while I'd cut myself in half.
Who is the architect?
Who is to say?
Regardless of the jokes
the routine don't go away.
I cannot help but cry for my father
for he was once a child.
Even though he didn't bother
and was always running wild.
Who is the architect?
Who is to say?
Regardless of the boy
the man gets built anyway.
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I know we're broken and it's over.
It's been so hard lately to say it
when both of us are scared.
And she's still smiling like there's nothing wrong.
Always playing, singing -
lighter than the secrets in the air.
Couldn't we just laugh and lie?
Tell her anything to keep her from watching us die?
Do we have to tell Victoria?
It would break her heart into pieces.
Do we have to tell Victoria?
It would tear her apart.
And I'll never do that to her.
Our failure would rip right though her.
And I'll never hurt Victoria.
I know it's pointless to pretend now
and our sadness lately is a sickness
that hangs around the halls.
Is she starting to wonder if there's something wrong?
Is her gentle heartbeat troubled
or does she notice it at all?
It's getting harder to laugh and lie,
but I'll stomach anything to keep from watching her cry.
Do we have to tell Victoria?
It would break her heart into pieces.
Do we have to tell Victoria?
It would tear her apart.
And I'll never do that to her.
Our failure would rip right though her.
And I'll never hurt Victoria.
Quiet footsteps in dark watches of the night -
are you coming to tell me you're thinking it over?
But then she touches my hand and whispers
"Is everything alright?"
and I know I can't tell her.
Do we have to tell Victoria?
It would break her heart into pieces.
Do we have to tell Victoria?
It would tear her apart.
And I'll never do that to her.
Our failure would rip right though her.
And I'll never hurt Victoria.
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7. |
Shelly Sunday
03:10
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Shelly sits inside a Sunday morning.
She can't predict the day.
All she knows is that it's very cold
and it will not go away.
So she sits in silence thinking sadly
of all the love she's lost.
And though the feeling hurts her very badly
she cannot count the cost.
She cries "Ahhh!"
It's so deep inside her.
"Ahhh!"
Her coffee's cold. She's growing older.
"Ahhh!"
She does it again 'cause the pain never ends.
Shelly runs away from Sunday morning.
She can't get past the gate.
All she knows is that it's gaining quick
and her brokenness won't wait.
So she slides down in the garden puddles
and drinks the fog in deep.
And though the feeling makes her memory muddled
she cannot start to weep.
She sighs "Ahhh!"
It's so deep inside her.
"Ahhh!"
Her skin is gray. He's gone away forever.
"Ahhh!"
She does it again 'cause the pain never ends.
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8. |
Straight Talk
03:28
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Straight talk for minute.
I think I might be losing my mind.
I've been trying to win it
but lately I just keep on crying.
I guess I'm really just a fragile affair.
Straight talk - when I'm in it
I get the feeling that nobody's there.
Straight talk - I bear and grin it
while inside everything's turning to stone.
Even daylight's got a limit.
These days I do my dreaming alone.
Guess I'm too battered and bruised to share.
Straight talk - how do you live it
when it's obvious that nobody cares?
Straight talk - I can't spin it.
Being a nobody's bringing me down.
But ask me, and I'll pin it
on the fact that I don't want anybody around.
Guess I'm just a sucker for solitaire.
Straight talk - now I did it.
I'm hearing voices everywhere.
It's alright. It's okay.
Jesus told me so.
Straight talk - do you get it?
There ain't no make up for all that I lack.
Last drink then I'll hit it - a lonely road.
No one comes back.
Guess I'm a whisper lost in time.
Straight talk for a minute.
I think I might be losing my mind.
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9. |
Sophocles
02:32
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I'd like to speak frankly, straightforward, and cold.
I haven't the patience to wait 'til we're old.
While the blood still runs thick through our veins,
I'd like to lay close and take leave of our shame.
Someone once told me that Sophocles would fight
against the love of a young man who kept him up late at night.
If the wisest of men to live lacked the drive
what makes you think we can keep our love alive?
All is lost. Things fall apart.
No matter how hard we try.
All is lost. You can't hit restart.
But I still wonder why all is lost.
The books will all tell you that Alexander was Great.
Got a big empty empire but the crown came too late.
If the king of the world felt deluded and fake
what makes you think we can elude a heartbreak?
I don't want to sing 'til I'm ancient and blue
and find while I'm dying that I've slipped out of tune.
While our blood still runs loyal and true
I'd like to lay close.
All is lost.
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10. |
Sailing
04:04
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Can I ride this out again?
Can I continue to pretend
that I am not my only friend?
There's something missing in the end.
I suppose there's not another way.
Somebody told me I'd never stay.
I'm sailing away.
When the night ends another day
I'm sailing away.
Can you promise I'll be alright?
Can you help me find a light
that won't burn out if it gets too bright?
Or is it hopeless here tonight?
I suppose there's not another way.
Somebody told me I'd never stay.
I'm sailing away.
When the night ends another day
I'm sailing away.
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Frederick Julius Omaha, Nebraska
Frederick Julius is underground, lo-fi pop music that conjures the vital sound of early Beach Boys records with lyrics that are visual experiments in the surreal. Each title in the ever-growing Frederick Julius catalogue is written and recorded by Matt Geiler in his sleepy bedroom studio, dubbed The Wonder Room, in Los Angeles, CA. ... more
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