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Only the Rich
02:54
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We play at mock decadence
And carry torches for insolence
With the cutest irreverence
It’s only nerve that makes the difference
Can’t you see by the patches on our jeans
Our glamour is indicative
That life is only what you think it is
Only the rich can really, really twitch
Only the rich can really twitch
Society smiles at me. I laugh at it
And when the world laughs back at me
I intend to get revenge
It’s the price you pay for your comedy
As a last resort, drop your undershorts
Only the rich can really, really twitch
Only the rich can really twitch
Love is lovelier with a satin pocket full of money
But that won’t stop us now, will it honey?
Only the rich can really, really twitch
Only the rich can really twitch
Ridicule is part of my life and I take it in stride
With my strange desire — my strange desire
Cry fratricide!
Only the rich can really, really twitch
Only the rich can really twitch
Only the rich can really, really twitch
Only the rich can really...
Twitch
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Most Precious Things
04:32
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You are where the heart is
And, oh, the time it takes to fall
An upright man goes to his knees
I’ll not look back again — not look back at all
Your grip was so hard
But your ghost has the most tender hands
Your tongue was so sharp
But I’ll recall the most precious things you said
No-oh, most precious things
No-oh, most precious things you said
Cool September winds will haunt me
As will the day we died
And I’ve relived that very last sigh
And the days we spent entwined
Your stare was cruel
But your ghost has the most tender eyes
Your moods as heavy as lead
But I’ll recall the most precious things you said
No-oh, most precious things
No-oh, most precious things you said
You are where the hurt is
And, oh-no-no, won’t you go away?
This house is where my art is
Can’t you see I’m afraid you will stay?
Now I must go to sleep — no-oh, I must go
Though your ghost will dance
’Round and ’round my bed
And I’ll dream the most precious things you said
No-oh, most precious things
No-oh, most precious things you said
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Not Fey
04:04
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You say, so I hear you say
You’re afraid you are...
Uh-well, you thought you were gay
You try and try ’til your blue in the face
You try and try, oh, what a shame
You try so hard it’s a dad-blame shame
But you’re not fey — no, you’re not fey
And it wouldn’t become you anyway
Still, I guess, in the back of your pretty head
You felt you hated men
Still, in the back of your coyly tilted head
You knew you loved women
Still, you try and try ’til your blue in the face
You try and try, oh, what a shame
You try so hard it’s a dad-blame shame
But you’re not fey — no, you’re not fey
And it wouldn’t become you anyway
Well, you found the right magazines
And the most extreme books on such things
But you’re not fey — no, you’re not fey
And it wouldn’t become you anyway
Ah....
What a shame, and isn’t it strange?
The day I left I heard you say:
“Somewhere in between is no place for me”
The day I left I heard you say:
“I gotta have something, gotta have it now”
26 years is quite enough
I found you drowned it a paper cup!
But you’re not fey — no, you’re not fey
No, you’re NOT FEY!
And it wouldn’t become you anyway
Fey...
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Punishment Place
05:06
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Wilted flower, broken vine, don’t hide
Don’t hide — no, not from me
You know how a heart can bleed
Punishment place, telling you to go
Begging you to stay
Punishment place whose shutters do sway
Oh, hide guilt and decay
Oh-oh, uh-no, no, no, no
And now it’s merely pain
Come to me and lie down
Lie down and remain
It was good. It’s been worse
And now it’s all too plain
Punishment place, telling you to go
Begging you to stay
Punishment place whose shutters do sway
Oh, hide guilt and decay
Oh-oh, uh-no, no, no, no
And now it’s merely pain
It’s pain
Whose life?
Oh, mother let me know
And whose life?
Oh, father let it show, let it show
You know how my heart does bleed
Punishment place, telling you to go
Begging you to stay
Punishment place whose shutters do sway
Oh, hide guilt and decay
Oh-oh, uh-no, no, no, no
And now it’s merely pain
It’s pain, it’s pain, it’s pain, it’s pain
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The Pleasures Pale Dayton, Ohio
The Pleasures Pale was an influential indie quartet based in Dayton Ohio active from 1985 to 1987. Oft-compared to anglo groups such as The Smiths, TPP's influences can now be read as more diverse — taking cues from postpunk, rockabilly, swing, Motown and Dayton funk. A band for misfits, their extensive, lyric-driven output sought to light a way through the rust belt's post-industrial bleakness. ... more
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