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Hey,
Before I say what there is to say,
It's gonna be OK
He
Wasn't all that we made him to be,
But now he's what you need
Please take this letter as a sign
You wish you were better, but just give it time
She
Will make your mind all foggy and blurred
But you'll get over her
They
Will find your heart torn open in fear
And they're still here
I wrote this letter as a sign
You need to get better, but just give it time
To breathe...
Stop and smell the roses
And sip a little wine
Hold yourself the closest
And always speak your mind
Never go out searching, cuz trouble always finds a way
You're getting better, day by day...
You
Have all you need, it's wrapped up inside
But it's OK to cry
We
Have seen the edge, we've been to the brink
We're stronger than you think
I hope that you'll read this as your sign
You're gonna get better, but just give it time
To breathe, and please...
Stop and smell those roses
And you can try wine
Know that what's the closest
Isn't always worth your time
Call off all your searches, cuz trouble's gonna find you anyway
But you're still better, day by day...
I
I'm doing fine, but I don't know why
I'm still afraid to cry
I love you, and goodbye
Sincerely, you and I
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Your mom's gonna give you $10 to let you pick out one cassette
This time when your hand goes for 'Hyesteria', put it back and buy Document
Don't worry about blowin' your first paycheck
On 45s and bleached pants
You still got that new order single,
Even though you never dance.
Don't let mom and dad sell all your vinyl
Keep your cassettes in that wooden box you built!
The time is gonna come when you'll wanna hear a song
on wax, the way that god intended it.
Don't let mom and dad sell all your vinyl
Keep your cassettes in that wooden box you built!
The time is gonna come when you'll wanna hear a song
on wax, the way god intended it.
You're gonna feel bad about the record club,
10 CDs for just one penny.
Too good a deal for a kid without any.
That fine print suckers in so many.
Guess what kid? It ends up ok.
You still got a few of them left
Camper Van Beethoven, Husker Du,
And the Replacements
And the Best of the Grateful Dead
Don't let your mom and dad sell all your vinyl
Keep your cassettes in that wooden box you built!
The time's gonna come when you'll wanna hear a song
on wax.....
on wax.....
on wax...... the way god intended...... it.
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Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to me!
Since I’m You and you’re me Happy Birthday to we!
You’re fifteen and I’m older, by a decade or four
Plus 3 years besides- but who’s keeping score?
I’ve thought long and hard about what I should say
Of things that in life I have learned the hard way.
My only problem is- which should I tell?
If I say “Don’t do this” would my life go to hell?
I don’t want to lose all the good that I’ve known
To avoid looking dumb or feel left all alone
Bad times- there’s been loads
Good times- just the same
You’ll see both come along in your life
In spite of the pains I can see what’s been gained
As a mother, grandmother and wife
So here’s my advice
(musical pause)
Brush your teeth. No, I MEAN it
Twice a day! Even more!
Because root canals hurt just like hell.
Not to mention the cost.
So go brush and floss!
It isn’t that hard to keep well
Try to forgive, since you cannot forget
(I know, I have tried, it’s no use)
The ones who will hurt you are not worth your time
Walk away, don’t put up with abuse
There are times when you’ll feel like you’re stuck in a well
And a voice whispers “Why don’t you die”?
Don’t wait for somebody to see that you fell
Get some help-right away! Don’t just cry!
Hug your mom and your dad. Hug your brothers and sis
Don’t complain all the time- come what may
Compliment people whenever you can
It’s so easy to make someone’s day
Live, love and laugh, and help others laugh too
Learn all you can then go teach
Pick up all your messes
Hang up all your dresses…
But most of all
GO BRUSH YOUR TEETH! No I MEAN it!
Twice a day! Even more!
Because root canals hurt just like hell.
Not to mention the cost.
So go brush and floss!
It isn’t that hard to keep well
Go brush your teeth!
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VERSE 1
I'm the center square
handsome and debonair
they all love me, when I play the clown
It starts with a smile and a wink
and then I start to drink
I got dressed up, just to dress you down
CHORUS
In teh center square
each night you'll find me there
I'm a man trapped in a box
Without the center square
this show’s a dull affair
housewives love that kinky talk
VERSE 2
So much fan mail for
this confirmed bachelor
people love it when I lisp and flounce
Everybody knows
and yes I let it show
just can't say it, or let it get around
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Everyone loves watchin' me
until I get some scotch in me
Then everyone's a target,
friend or foe the same
Kicking ass and taking names
in the alco-hall of fame
then next day I'm back
on this stupid tic tac toe game
CHORUS
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Nine o clock is a fire
Your body warm in the glow
A million miles at midnight
Feels like yr gonna explode
But six am is a prison
Can’t get out of yr bed
Are you the gift that you offer
Or are you just the voice in your head?
But you bailed me out
While you were still in chains
You drowned it out for me
But you were still in pain
You had to travel in darkness
to find the source of the light
While everybody was laughing
You fought a hell of a fight
(chorus)
Maybe it’s not that simple
I’m sorry if I got it all wrong
Your sadness made you brilliant
Your weakness made you strong
(chorus)
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When I was small, I saw you on the screen
showing us a hundred billion stars
talking of long ago, talking of far away
how vast the black surrounding us, how very small we are
In my imagination, I traveled in your ship
flying, though my feet stayed on the ground
captivated by galactic mysteries
miracles and secrets out there, waiting to be found
Star man, star man
how you tried to open up our eyes
Then I grew older, and came to know
the other part of what you had to say
this small blue marble, our only home
if we don't take care of it, we might slip away
We're masters of creation, dragons of eden
saints and scholars, liars, lovers, fools
butterflies who live one day, and think that it's forever
survival's the exception here, extinction is the rule
Star man, star man
we hold it in our hands, we need to understand
Many others do their best, to follow in the path you set
and carry on your message faithfully
we're all made of star stuff, but some shine brighter than the rest
to light the way for all of us to see
Star man, star man
what would you say if you were here today?
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Hey there, kid
I know what it's like to be in your shoes
There's so much ahead
You don't really know which path you're gonna choose
But I've walked these roads, I know where they go
And how they'll shape your views
Because I've been there, I'd like to share
Some wisdom you could use
I could define
A timeline you could follow carefully
The times when you'll thrive, the things you'll survive
The things you can't foresee
I could improve, or even remove
Some hardships you're due for
But then again, my good intentions
Might end up hurting more
If I shelter you
I could soften you too much
And if I tell the truth
You mightn't take it as such
If I give you too many shortcuts you could lose touch
Yeah it's tough but it's true
It's a Catch-22
I just don't know what to tell you
There's tough times ahead
But focus instead on how they'll strengthen you
You'll suffer loss
But it's a cost we all must suffer through
Your very worst days
Will help you in ways you cannot comprehend
Take it from me
Someday you'll see it's worth it in the end
I could let you in
On all the tricks I now know
But it would be a sin
To deprive you of your chance to grow
If you don't make these mistakes
It'd be the biggest mistake you can make
And it's a risk you'll have to take
It's a Catch-22
I just don't know what to tell you
What things to share
What things that I should hide
What to be proud of
What to keep bottled inside
Any one of them
Might change your lot in life
You might not break your heart
You might not meet your wife
There's some things I can't tell you
I'm scared if I do
You won't catch twenty-two of the most meaningful years of your life
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Time travel is a tricky sort of anxious hell
Trying not to make the universe fold in on itself
So I would really love to save you some heartache
But you and I know you make your own mistakes
At fifteen you know everything like most teenagers in time
So I know a futile fight but I guess I should still try
Don’t waste all your time trying to be perfect
But even so, know good enough
Isn’t always good enough
You should try a little harder
The world does not revolve around you
Happiness is mostly temporary circumstance
And you never will shake off your curse for games of chance
But you will find your love a little later than you’d hoped
Stick with the music In the meantime it helps you cope
She’ll save your life and you’ll start to resemble
Who you were always trying to be
And of course you’re going to make a few mistakes
But I’ll leave it how it happened because I think that’s what it takes
Don’t waste all your time trying to be perfect
But even so, know good enough
Isn’t always good enough
You should try a little harder
The world does not revolve around you
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Dear Me at 15...
I know you don't want to hear this, I remember how I used to be
Advice from someone older, on what they think you'll need
but I'm here to tell you, I've done it all before
and if there's anything I've learned it's there's always something more
You're gonna look around and wonder
"Just where to I belong?"
You're gonna try a lot of places
You're gonna get it wrong
But they're just stops you have to make
so be brave and see it through
and know that there's a place out there for you
The boy you'll cry over in college
The one you'll follow out West
The who'll teach you 3 chords
The one who'll think he knows best
They're just stops you have to make
so be brave and see it through
and know that there's someone out there for you
When you're feeling small, and unheard
Try and remember, these words
There will be a lot of joy
A lot of sadness in between
Plenty of second guessing while you wear your heart out on your sleeve
But they're just risks you have to take
so be brave and see it through
and know that there is room out there for you
know that there is room out there for you
Love me,
From 2017
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At the start
Machines were dinosaurs
Very hard to use
Nothing you could lift yourself or carry
Not a lot to choose
One had hope
To build a thing of wonder
A glimmer of a peek
And so he tried
To implement a future
The rest of us would seek
With one more thing
You didn't know you need
Without it you'd survive
But with it you'll succeed
Just one more thing
To reinvent yourself
You'll keep it on a desk
There's one on every shelf
One more thing
Over time
Each year we'd reassemble
A presentation
Rapture for the nerds
He'd convey his vision of the future
We listen for the words
So now they fit in envelopes or pockets
Soon everyone has heard
Of one more thing
You didn't know you need
Without it you'd survive
But with it you'll succeed
Just one more thing
To organize your life
You'll want one for the kids
Your husband or your wife
Just one more thing
All too soon his time with us was over
We wonder if we'll see his like again
And though we never really knew him
We miss him like a friend
The show goes on
A little less exciting
With turtlenecks and sneakers hard to fill
And still we try
To capture back the magic
Perhaps we always will
Want one more thing
We didn't know we need
Without it we'd survive
But with it we'll succeed
Just one more thing
To fill the empty time
You never will be bored
When waiting in a line
With one more thing
One more thing
To help the world along
I even used it here
In writing this new song
Just one more thing
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Good morning
7AM again
You're going back to school
With all your fake fucking friends
They don't wait for you
But you take it on the chin
So button up your ill-fitting shirt and let your Green Day albums carry you in
I'm writing now to tell you that you're still only 15
You're only getting started and there's much more you can be
You're not something to walk on and you are not alone
It's all gonna be OK when you get back home
And when they push you
And when they call you names
Don't go blaming yourself
You're perfectly OK
It's OK to be angry
Your anger's justified
It's only gonna make you stronger with the passage of time
I'm writing now to tell you that you're still only 15
You're only getting started and there's much more you can be
You're not something to walk on and you are not alone
It's all gonna be ok when you get back home
And when you dress up
Question your sanity
Asking yourself
What's fucking wrong with me
It's just the first step
To the woman you want to be
Do you remember
You've seen her in a dream
I want you to know
That dream it does come true
If you could see me now
You'd never believe it's you
I'm writing now to tell you that you're still only 15
And everything is changing here in 2017
And though there will be laughing and though there will be names
I need you to believe that you're gonna be OK
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He was too young for a skiffle band
We all age way too soon
Content to be known as "The Quiet One"
the Dark Horse will ride in June
It's not that easy
When you're bothers with the sun and the moon
You just have to wait for
dusk or a cloudy day
Useless words don't deserve,
(but) sliding notes touch a nerve
Whimsical, magical, beautiful sadness
And just for fun (he) formed a "Super Group"
with heroes new and old
"The Quiet One" played a mean guitar
that gently wept with gold
Just like Lord Buckley
your palace was a Crackerbox
the sun set too early
and the Starr never got in your way
Useless words don't deserve,
(but) sliding notes touch a nerve
Whimsical, magical, beautiful sadness
"it's been a long cold winter......"
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I could never sing like you did
I wouldn’t dare, even had I the choice
It was tarnished, and faded, and muted
But it was always the golden voice
I sort of thought you were immortal
So preternaturally ancient and wise
Till the day that you stepped through that portal
To some sort of other side
And now I hope you run into the Sisters of Mercy again
And I hope that they sweeten the dark of your unending night
I know you’ll have greeted the darkness just like an old friend
Oh but I hope there’s a big enough crack to let in some light
You’d been to the past and the future
You knew how the cycle repeats
And this chaos, deception and murder
Wasn’t something you needed to see
But now I hope you run into the Sisters of Mercy again
And I hope that they sweeten the dark of your unending night
I know you’ll have greeted the darkness just like an old friend
Oh but I hope there’s a big enough crack to let in some light
Yes now I hope you run into the Sisters of Mercy again
And I hope that they sweeten the dark of your unending night
I never did catch you to tell you that you were my man
But your fingerprints are on every song that I write
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born a carpenter
in the Sunflower state
drawn to the silver screen
by a flying magnate
burned up so fast
but you will last
baby you are missed
you're still on my list
you’re the true Blonde Bombshell
you’re the first Blonde Bombshell
you're the only Blonde Bombshell
I’ll never forget you
my platinum blonde
my platinum blonde
you played an angel from hell
only fate could break the spell
bright flames
burn out fast
but if you're an actress
your fame might last
you’re the true Blonde Bombshell
you’re the first Blonde Bombshell
you're the only Blonde Bombshell
we’ll never forget you
my platinum blonde
my platinum blonde
in my dreams
we're on a date
dinner at eight?
you’re the true Blonde Bombshell
you’re the first Blonde Bombshell
you're the only Blonde Bombshell
we’ll never forget you
my platinum blonde
my platinum blonde
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dear boy here is a letter
providing some advice
I can tell you who I am
I am old and not so wise
there are so many things
I'd like to tell
and rest assured
I know you well
15 is a joyous age
so much to learn
enjoy it while you can
it will never return
and please believe in yourself
have more confidence
follow your heart and
do what you want to do
try to stand more
on your own two feet
don't listen so much to
what other people say
stay in contact with your friends
you might need them and they may need you too
don't be so shy
loosen up
don't be so hard
on yourself
tough times
will pass by
it's part
of life
and please believe in yourself
have more confidence
follow your heart and
do what you want to do
please don't go to university
to study things you don't really like
take a year off by plane or by bike
ask for advice, people will be nice
dear me
I know you won't listen
but I don't lie
please give this a try
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Stop!
You don't want him
You don't need him
Don't play the victim
cause I don't want it
and I don't need it
don't let me do it
Stop!
wake up girl cause I know just how this ends
this is the time when all your heartbreak begins
i know i know because I have lived what you lived
at only 15 you should be with your friends
You don't want him
You don't need him
Don't play the victim
cause I don't want it
and I don't need it
don't let me do it
You don't want him
You don't need him
Don't play the victim
cause I don't want it
and I don't need it
don't let me do it
Stop!
Get out girl don't have to cry all your tears
Save all the pride you'll lose from 10 wasted years
I know I know cause I have been there before
Save the girl I was from all that I'm payin for
You don't want him
You don't need him
Don't play the victim
cause I don't want it
and I don't need it
don't let me do it
You don't want him
You don't need him
Don't play the victim
cause I don't want it
and I don't need it
don't let me do it
credits
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Don't eat the shrooms
Don't eat the shrooms
Don't eat the shrooms
Don't eat the shrooms
hahahaha
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Do Over: Take your Round 1 or Round 2 entry and re-write the song using the exact same lyrics, with a completely new tune and style.
released August 6, 2017