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Songs

by Grown Ups

1.
Surprise Party
lyrics
I'm quite scared Yr pelican's been eating all my pigeons Do you recall coming home to Counting Crows sing alongs and shouting every word? Falling asleep Counting every bird knowing in the morning that lakes waiting for us I've been losing my clothes on the shore I wish her wave would bring us back those days that we once chased away We staggered up my street to sand between my sheets The ceiling quaked and the floor boards all shake underneath And I can't take the coming cold I can feel it in my bones What good is a bird if the bird can't fly I'm still stuck here and I don't know why In the evening you often like to a tree to find some shelter in it's shadow underneath
2.
Open Sesame
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I am not this charming man Sometimes I need to stop and slow my hands from trembling I woke up to get knocked down but I still strained to hear the sound of wind against my house, this tired game of cat and mouse. Lie to me Tell me of lost loves and former glories Lie to me Tell me every great, ironic story Oh I'm fucking dying to know who keeps you company But I'm not sure if I can stay up anymore I'm not sure And I'm not sure if it's worth singing anymore I'm not sure
3.
Orange Cat
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Hey Kurt, Tag yr it. Tag yr it kid. Whatever keeps you safe Whatever keeps you satisfied summer's on it's way Still I must confess it's like you've never left Listen close hear our ghosts getting high and carrying on Something's always missin, the clean forks in my kitchen the rooms we used to kiss in and leave from D illusions of grandeur Wearing out running thin Northern Exposure Rests on the auto min We play our games We slur our names we are the same The only thing I'm sure of.. this weights worth carrying this one's worth burying I've been casting curses to keep the damage done
4.
Three Day Weekend
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It's time that I clean house It's time I cut my hair It's time we both stop missin What I wish was there I've been collecting resin with your bobby pins That you left under my bed that you let fall from your head that you once laid to rest in the crook of my neck Girl just give it a rest The nights young but it's looking like I'm dead but count me in to do it all again For one more song for one more drive for one more night to feel alive For one more chance to help you stand So long farewell I've lost but I can't tell Would you follow me into that mountain air Would you follow if you knew nothing was there And I know the more I search the less I seem to care And I know the more we wait the less there is in store I do prefer the lips that I have had before So will you guide my hand

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released January 1, 2009

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