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1. |
Move You
03:03
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Move You (slow & steady seduction: phase ii)
bending spoons with my mind
manifesting men of all kinds in my spare time
but oh, how i struggled in vain
to solve this riddle with my brain
when the answer’s in my hands
so i’m gonna move you around
got to turn you inside out
yeah i wanna move you, move you around
I wanna move you, I wanna move you around
where do you, where do you, where do you,
where do you, where do you get off
living your life, not giving it all up
to c’mere?
moving it, saying it, moving it, saying it, moving it slow
teach me a lesson ‘cause I wanna know
if the answer’s in my hands
so I wanna move you, I wanna move you around
i wanna move you i wanna move you around
I wanna move you, I wanna move you around
yeah, yeah you with your itinerant life
you’re mouthin off but never finding the light alright, alright
but now it’s settled, now i’m settling in your bones
i’m working into your soul
you gotta give it a go
i wanna move you, I wanna move you around
I wanna move you I wanna move you around
I wanna kick off your boots, give up the fight, summon the night,
sick and tired of you so polite
you gotta kick off your boots, give up the fight, summon the night,
sick and tired of you so polite
i wanna move you, I wanna move you around
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2. |
All The Same To Me
03:09
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All The Same To Me
i won’t run when the sky turns to flame
and i sure won’t budge when the earth does shake
when the flood comes up i will dance in the rain
‘cause it’s all the same to me
somebody care somebody care somebody care for me
somebody care somebody care somebody care for me
and it’s all i live for, the air i breathe
so it’s all the same to me
yeah it’s all the same to me
eeny meeny miny moe
ee-eye ee-eye ee-eyo oh
where you where you where you go?
well it’s all the same to me
eeny meeny miny moe
i won’t holler, let me go
don’t you don’t you don’t you know
that it’s all the same to me?
somebody do somebody do somebody do you wrong
don’t let ‘em kill don’t let ‘em kill don’t let ‘em kill your song
so I keep on shufflin’ on and on
‘cause it’s all the same to me
i won’t run when the sky turns to flame
and i sure won’t budge when the earth does shake
when the flood comes up i will dance in the rain
‘cause it’s all the same to me
chorus
somebody care somebody care somebody care for me
somebody care somebody care somebody care for me
and it’s all I live for, the air I breathe
so it’s all the same to me
yes it’s all the same to me
well it’s all the same to me
cut it out
you better cut it out
you gotta work it out
you been giving it up
all you got
gotta knock it off (yeah yeah yeah)
you been standing there so sad
watching the clock
all night long
and I can do it like oh-oh-oh
yeah a little like oh-oh-oh
oh, ah, oh-oh-oh
and I can love you like oo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
oh-ah-ah-ah, oh-oh-oh
and they’ll all come running
they all come running
they all come running, running back to you
they’ll all come running (strut it like a son of a gun)
they’ll all come running (show ‘em how to get it done)
they all come running, running back to you
one foot out the window
in some kind of limbo
oh-ah, ba-ba-ba-da
but maybe the answer
is to become a dancer
oh-ah
and they’ll all come running (strut it like a son of a gun)
they’ll all come running (show ‘em how to get it done)
they all come running back to you (see. them. see them run)
one foot out the window
in some kind of
with your art school glasses and your bedhead hair
what a pretty little boy
high tops to match
straight-laced
with a side-long grin
you had everyone laughing
keeled over
tears in their eyes
you're like a warm up act for the next big thing
you brought everybody to watch
all the children around don't influence you
and you get a coke back for your scotch
band play on!
and the band played over a couple of roller coaster rides
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ahhhh
afterparty! afterparty at Jimmy's!
there’s a room upstairs
oh yeah no one even knows it’s there
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ahhhh
so you say you got a band?
three parts kinks, one part the jam
you got soul on stage, boy
how ‘bout soul in the sack, huh? who knows!?
i’ve got a mind to determine that
band play on! band play on!
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ahhhh
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3. |
Cut It Out
02:21
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4. |
Afterparty At Jimmy's
03:01
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5. |
Drop Dead Blues
03:36
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Drop Dead Blues
(A.Marina/B.Daniel)
shakin off all those blues
comin down off that noose
if it's the last thing i ever do
you were breaking news in your birthday shoes
and the front page had your back
a funny feeling i never had
like i was dropped off the map
but one of these days you'll be calling my name with the blues
one of these days you be falling for the least of my moves
one of these days you'll be calling my name with the blues
one of these days you'll be calling my name with the blues
and i’ll take that bet
and you'll find out what next
oh, i swear i'm gonna shake you loose
shaking off all those blues
coming down off that noose
if it's the last thing i ever do
cause one of these days you'll be calling my name with the blues
one of these days you'll be falling for the least of my moves
ah one of these days you'll be calling my name with the blues
one of these days you'll be looking my way for some juice
looking for answers in the way that i turn my head . . . yeah
ah one of these days you'll fall for the least of my moves
ah-ah, oh-oh-oh
ah one of these days you'll fall for the least of my moves
one of these days you'll go out of your way sometime
and as you're looking at me, ask yourself, did i change my mind?
ah one of these days you'll be calling my name with the blues
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6. |
Vertigo
03:18
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Vertigo
the song you sing is sentimental
the song you sing is making me well
i like it like it outta control
the song you sing gives me vertigo
oh oh i was singing to myself
whoa whoa pretending you were there
whoa whoa lose my eyes and it begins
whoa you’re giving me the spins
this medicine's expterimental
this medicine it’s making me well
i like it like it outta control
this medicine gives me vertigo
oh oh i was singing to myself
whoa whoa pretending you were there
whoa whoa close my eyes and it begins
whoa you’re giving me the spins
oh oh oh oh
chorus
everyone i see they stop and stare
everyone i meet but I don’t care
everything i knew is dying, dead
everything i feared was in my head
this medicine's expterimental
this medicine it’s making me well
i like it like it outta control
this medicine gives me vertigo
oh oh vertigo
oh oh (I was singing to myself)
oh oh oh vertigo
oh oh oh (I was singing to myself)
oh oh oh oh (I was singing to myself)
oh oh oh oh
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7. |
Lullaby For A Realist
01:29
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Lullaby for A Realist
sometimes a harbinger of hope
lasts all day . . .
and sometimes it don’t.
sometimes i can see beyond the scope
it’ll all be fine . . .
or maybe it won’t.
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8. |
Two Left Feet
02:49
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Two Left Feet
you retreat, i advance
you cry on graves while i dance
you will ebb, and i will flow
oh i'm so sure about you, you don't know
the more i love you, the more you stray
the more i hate you, the more you come for me
dance like this, dance like that
oh, love me love me love me like a baseball bat
but the music sounds so sweet
yeah the music comes so easy, easy
why can’t we?
c’mon, count me in!
c’mon let’s play it again!
now i retreat, you advance
goddamn this goddamned dance
lover how i miss you so, oh
oh, i wish i never would’ve let you go
i wish i never would’ve let you go
'cause the music sounds so sweet
yeah the music comes so easy, easy
why can’t we?
c’mon, count me in (two!)
c’mon let’s play it again
“what do you want," he said all coy,
“some kind of boy toy? some kind of boy toy?”
'cause the music sounds so sweet
yeah the music comes so easy, easy
why can’t we?
c’mon, count me in (two! three!)
c’mon let’s play it again
“two broken birds,” you say, “we’re two left feet”
now take your coat off and make a mess of me
so i’ve got a broken heart
so what, it’s a heart you could start
yeah it’s a heart you could start
so shut up, shut up, shut up
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9. |
Waters Of March
03:41
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Waters Of March (águas de março)
(written by Antonio Carlos Jobim;
with additional lyrics by Susannah McCorkle)
É pau, é pedra
é o fim do caminho
É um resto de toco
é um pouco sozinho
A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road
It's feeling alone, it's the weight of your load
It's a sliver of glass, it's life, it's the sun
It's night, it's death, it's a knife, it's a gun
A flower that blooms, a fox in the brush
A knot in the wood, the song of the thrush
A mystery of life, the steps in the hall
The sound of the wind, and the waterfall
It's the moon floating free, the curve of the slope
It's an ant, it's a bee, it's a reason for hope
And the riverbank sings of the waters of March
It's the promise of spring, it's the joy in your heart
É o pé, é o chão
é a marcha estradeira
Passarinho na mão,
pedra de atiradeira
É uma ave no céu
é uma ave no chão
É um regato, é uma fonte
é um pedaço de pão
É o fundo do poço
é o fim do caminho
No rosto o desgosto
é um pouco sozinho
A spear, a spike, a stake, a nail
It's a drip, it's a drop, it's the end of the tale
The dew on the leaf in the morning light
The shot of a gun in the dead of the night
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump
It's the will to survive, it's a jolt, it's a jump
Blue print of a house, a body in bed
Car stuck in the mud, it's the mud, it's the mud
A fish, a flash, a wish, a wing
It's a hawk, it's a dove, it's the promise of spring
And the riverbank sings of the waters of March
It's the end of despair, it's the joy in your heart
É uma cobra, é um pau
é João, é José
É um espinho na mão
é um corte no pé
São as águas de março
fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida
no teu coração
A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road
The stump of a tree, it's a frog, it's a toad
A sigh, a breath, a walk, a run
A life, a death, the rain, the sun
And the riverbank sings of the waters of March
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
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10. |
Not A Through Street
03:52
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Not A Through Street
i don't remember much of anything of those years
kinda strange, kinda sad, considering
all the laughs and all the tears
could be this quiet cul de sac or the cynical moon
could be the neighbor's cat watching me from the living room
either way
these days i feel so strange (I remember you)
so strange (do you remember me)
secretly
so i comb the depths of the ocean floor of my memory
grasping onto some shell, some piece,
some evidence of you and me
sunlight streaming mornings
and your head in the sheets
dancing naked in the living room
i still practice secretly (I remember you)
secretly (do you remember me)
secretly (I remember you)
secretly (do you remember me)
secretly
you're a mile away/ on your island so blue
doing who-knows-what/ with who-knows-who
haphazard lovers/ don't seem to drown out your tune
goes for me anyway/ i don't know about you
so no matter what or when or who
you remember me
i’ll remember
you remember me
i'll remember
you remember me
i’ll remember you (secretly)
remember you (secretly)
i’ll remember
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11. |
Cowboy
04:03
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Cowboy
there was a dive bar and a cowboy
well not a cowboy really but he wore the hat
and there was someone who looked like me
at least a little but not exact
said he was gonna take me out proper
“you and me are going to the zoo.”
and i pretended that I was bored
and i could take my eyes off of you
all i had to do was ask
i never knew that this could last
i never knew what i was in for
this town thinks it’s got your number
it’s unlisted but they can wonder
and guess and speculate on you and me
little did i know just how far our little car could go
little did i know just how far our little car could go
said he was damaged over whiskey
yeah, a kind of Kerouac over cigarettes
“let me guess, you’re a gambler, too?”
he said, “i bet i marry you.”
all I had to do was look
you were such an open book
how could I miss what I was in for?
go on ahead and be a loner
put on your distant look and roam around the west
like jack and neal and dean
little did i know
uh oh oh
little did i see
little did i know just how far our little car could go
little did i know just how far your little car could go
but i drove a thousand miles for you
i even bent the rules it’s true
i swear to everything above
i never knew you at all
my love
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12. |
High On The Ceiling
03:43
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High On The Ceiling
i read all of your mail
i searched all your clothes
and i had you tracked when you left home
i watched all of your tapes
read through all of the magazines
and i tapped your answering machine
no matter how i stare
can’t find you any anywhere
even if i was high on the ceiling
seeing is believing
i can’t conceive you’re even here
no matter how I stare
can’t find you any . . .
even if i was high on the ceiling
seeing is believing
i can’t conceive you’re even here
high on the ceiling
seeing is believing
i can’t conceive you’re even here
just got a feeling
seeing is believing
i can’t conceive you’re even here
high on the ceiling
seeing is believing
i can’t conceive you’re even here
i can’t conceive you’re even here
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Anya Marina New York, New York
A provocative and gifted live performer, Marina has toured nearly non-stop throughout her career, both as headliner as well as in tandem with such artists as Jason Mraz, Spoon, Joshua Radin, Eric Hutchinson, Chris Isaak, Paolo Nutini, Emiliana Torrini, The Virgins, Greg Laswell, Jenny Owen Youngs, Steve Poltz, Rhett Miller, The Plain White T’s, The Dandy Warhols, and Tristan Prettyman. ... more
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