Album art
1 | Suburbia
2 | Indie Girl
3 | Commodity
4 | Ava
5 | Office Girls
6 | Options
7 | Ah, Simone
8 | Mess That I Am
9 | Shalom Harlow
10 | Revolving Door
11 | Care For You
12 | What Kind Of Love?
Suburbia
1
So you want to live a life of ease
Where the people be as they believe
I don’t want to say what you deserve
For fear that I offend you
When you say suburbia is great
And all of your gardens look the same
I don’t want to tell you what to do
But you should know the truth
When you realize you’re bought and sold
And you only borrow what you owe
I don’t want to tell you what you’re worth
But I cannot afford you
When you say suburbia is great
Don’t you know it’s everything I hate?
I don’t want to tell you how to live
But you should know the truth
When you buy a pretty little diamond
You can bet the outcome on your income
And the CPA with your IRA makes a shackle while she smiles
And all the while you’ll pay your dues
Yeah you say suburbia is great
But it is an awful price to pay
I don’t want to tell you where to live
When you can’t afford it
Well you say suburbia is great
Don’t you know it’s everything I hate
Well I don’t want to tell you what to do
But you should know the truth
Indie Girl
2
She’s an independent movie star
Never wanted to be mislabeled by the press
What a wonderful way to lead a life, oh
Indie Girl, it’s all up to you
Once in character she tested it well
And her credit card was lent to the director
Or she would have been stranded with the crew
Indie Girl
What’s a movie star supposed to do?
She holds her head up high
So pathetic it’s poetic
Let her be
It’s her fifty minutes in the sun
Tell the telephone she wants a private call
It’s much easier to take it as you are
At a festival her name in every film, oh
Indie Girl
What’s a movie star supposed to do?
She holds her head up high
So pathetic it’s poetic
Let her be
It’s her fifty minutes in the sun
Indie Girl
Commodity
1
I’m thinking everything is plastic now
And it really shouldn’t be
If I don’t have the want to own your things
Am I bad somehow?
Do you remember everything that they pay you to recall?
As commodity do you feel they appraise you well?
Whatever money that may come your way
They want you to spend it
If you aren’t saving for the latest thing
You won’t ever make it
So are you able to recognize what you need from what you want?
As commodity do you feel they appraise you well?
Feel they appraise you well?
The marketing comes in
The marketing comes out
They try to merchandise whomever you are
The money rushes in
The money rushes out
You were bought before you knew it
As soon as you opened your mouth
You sold out
You sold out
So if you think you’re still above it look
At the bills you pay
You aren’t anything that you don’t own
Though it suits your taste
Is there a reason for all you do
Or are you the bribe behind the bribe?
As commodity do you feel they appraise you well?
Feel they appraise you well?
Feel they appraise you well?
La-la-la
Ava
3
The simplest girl
In extravagant scenes
A cigarette mood
While the paradox sings
Calamity Jane
Never had it so good
A sister in tow
Through Hollywood
A picture, a window
An agent recalls…
“her smile was brighter
Before the fall”
A trip to the bedroom
Wasn’t ready for this
A night to remember
Pre-marital bliss
Ava,
You have had enough
Ava,
Through as movie star
The pin up has faded
A wedding of tears
Third time’s the charm
Despite our fears
In light of the money
He showered you with
One touch of Venus
And no cruel kiss
Ava,
You have had enough
Ava,
Through as movie star
Whatever I tell you
Is whatever I fear
Will make you remember
A cruel career
Inside of the boardroom
They tear down your face
But it’s only an angel
That falls from grace
Ava,
You have had enough
Ava,
Through as movie star
Office Girls
4
I don’t want to let you down
I’ll eat up your lame excuses
And fake up some attention for your pain
Call in sick and stay out late
After college nothing’s great
It’s funny how you always make the grade
Capture the words on the tip of my tongue
They are baited
I don’t believe when you say what you’ve done
As the office girls
Hover ’round your candy dish
“How is Bob and how is Trish”
You file this and that as well as nails
So you sit and shut my mouth
Fill a glass and liquor up
Soon you’ll be the new VP of sales…
Capture the words on the tip of your tongue
They are sedated
I can’t believe what you all do for fun
As the office girls
So long to innocence
For suffragettes lack business sense
The ceilings held up by a team
Of office girls
You make coffee: you make tea
And you make twice as much than me
I guess this makes me worthless to
The office girls
Capture the words on the tip of my tongue
They are baited
I don’t believe when you say what you’ve done
As the office girls
Options
4
So you want the finer things
That your parents couldn’t bring
Now you’ll be the V.P.’s mistress
All good lovers leave their trace
Smudge the lipstick just in case
With his money as your weakness
(don’t you love the acquisition)
So now you hardly understand
When your love is demand
This doesn’t put you in the right
Do you fantasize
In between the sighs
His million options, girl
May buy some peace of mind
Now you’ll put him to the test
His wife still under house arrest
He buys and sells while you’re undressing
Coyly call him your sweet-heart
And he insults you off the charts
You have become his new sweet-nothing
(Are you ready for the layoff?)
Despite your innocent mistake
His threatens you and liquidates
Like a worthless piece of paper
Will you sympathize?
Or would you rather die?
We weigh our options, girl
And some are left behind
It’s not your business …
It’s not your business …
So if men can be so cruel
You’ll be dropping out of school
And you’ll live your life alone
Just because you choose
To neither win or lose
You have no options, girl
You left them all behind
We choose our options girl
And leave someone behind
It’s not your business …
It’s not your business …
Ah, Simone
4
The C.E.O found time to call from out of town
So you stop to think
How he offers you everything you need
How you’re cruel and don’t give in
“Ah Simone, what is it you want?”
Ah Simone, flirt with him
Flirt with him…
“Ah Simone, you aren’t so innocent or pure
As you like to talk…
“There’s a smirk behind the typing that you do
And the way that you sway as you walk…
“Ah Simone, what is it you want?…
Ah Simone, don’t give in
Don’t give in …
Mess That I Am
2
All summer time I thought I had you
But I never knew what was in store
Would you be kind or nice or simply sugar sweet to my bore?
Now I hardly see myself without you
Such a simple smile as I digress
You take the worst in me and keep it bottled up with your best
Now all the words I say to you
Can never say what you mean to me
Getting on with my life despite the mess that I am
And all the words I write to you
Cannot convey what you are to me
Getting on with my life despite the mess that I am
I don’t really know what I should write here
But I’ve got no time to run it round
Still there’s some truth in this for one must run amiss to be found
Funny how a thought could always move you
Funny how I try to play guitar
I could say anything in hopes my words could bring you the stars
Now all the songs I sing to you
Cannot convey what you are to me
Getting on with my life despite the mess that I am
And all the hopes I bring to you
Can never say what you mean to me
Getting on with my life despite the mess that I am
Shalom Harlow
2
She lives in old New York
He lives across the bridge
She takes a photograph
He never calls
What is this mistake they make?
They didn’t understand
He buys her cigarettes
She goes to sleep
Shalom Harlow, reading my letter
“Your parents are hippies; that’s all I know”
All of this story is made out of nothing
I don’t even know you and I never will
You sit upon that chair
Looking like a freshman queen
Posing with a bridal gown
I’ll bet it’s clean
I had a photograph
Where you put a sweater on
My girlfriend didn’t like that one
She tore it down
(chorus)
But I wanted you to know that you’re special
No matter what the network thinks of you
Shalom Harlow
Shalom Harlow
Shalom Harlow
(chorus)
Sometimes I wonder if you’re as timid as they say
Playing chords on your guitar hoping for a holiday
Don’t you get sick of seeing you posted on the billboards here
Maybe there’s a reason why other girls settle down
Revolving Door
5
Think about the meaning in what you just said
Are you all that certain you want me dead?
So do I, so do I want to be apart
Breaking up the china we bought at the start
I’m glad we had this heart to heart
Pick a partner play pretend
Knowing all good things must end
Break it off become my friend
So we could fall in love again
Like a revolving door
Realize the feeling was close enough (I’m sorry I hurt you)
Maybe on a holiday you’d call it love (let’s kiss and make up)
So do I, so do I it’s good to agree
Yeah, I was quite stupid to set you free
How could we have been apart?
In this way we realize love’s a form of compromise (can’t we ever get it right)
And though the heart may move out of view (don’t you want to stay in love?)
It seems to still revolve ’round you like a revolving door
But after time you say,
“Okay and get out of it and tell her that she can’t tell you her secrets anymore…
“I can see the street from here but you’ve got us locked inside”
“Are you taking me for a ride? I want to settle down… are you coming with me?”
“We’ve got some work to do. Are you going to get married to me?”
“I could always walk out the door.”
“You’ve got to make a choice:
Be a man or stay a boy, spinning in your idea of love:
Your revolving door.”
Care For You
6
In a drawing room with a clock a-ticking, one pale hand with palm inviting honesty.
Though no word’s been said and the maid’s gone missing, no thought could avert the coming tragedy.
PAUL: Tell your mother, give thanks to Father Murphy.
This is your sister; her name is Mary too.
MARY: I don’t want to care for you.
Like a wishing well, our Mary’s eyes did water,
sent from home to cousins like a boarding school.
And her sister cries from a bedtime story, daddy’s just found someone else to lie to.
MARY: Tell my mother, give thanks to Father Murphy. I’m with my sister, her name is Mary too.
It’s so hard to say good-bye when there’s no one there to take their place.
Does a daughter realize the falling out is not her fault? Mother isn’t here to hear her pleas.
Mary goes on to be prettier than mother could.
She grows up with her sister there knocking on wood.
And she dreams of the family that someday she’ll have.
MARY: Tell my mother, give thanks to Father Murphy. I’m with my sister.
Now her father’s come for a Sunday visit. Says,
PAUL: I’m sorry for all the awful things I’ve done…
My darling daughter, how you resemble mother; she’d be proud!
And Mary says,
MARY: Someday I’m sure I’ll be old enough to understand
How a woman is born to give meaning to man.
And I’m sorry to say I regret what you’ve done.
‘Cause I don’t love you; I don’t love anyone. Except my sister…
So I must travel the earth ’til I find my true love
For he left when he bore me because he gave up.
And I vow to return once I’ve won back his hand.
And I hope when I’m older you will understand.
What Kind Of Love?
7
What kind of love is the best you can have; one that never lies?
Understand now, lies are part of love’s compromise
What kind of love did you think you deserved…
The best your eyes could find?
Looking for a girl could only hurt your pride in the end
She never gave you that much love anyway
When hours seem like minutes and minutes seem like days
Nothing could last forever
She promised you everything you took the important things
She never gave you that much love anyway
She was just a girl who wanted to be loved and you gave up instead
If she were yours would she be the best of your world?
What kind of love did you think she deserved, one just made for two?
Can’t you realize, you just weren’t the one?
She never gave you that much love anyway
When hours seem like minutes and minutes seem like days
Nothing could last forever
She promised you everything you took the important things
She never gave you that much love anyway
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