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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:19
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Post song lyrics here.
Two For Tuesday; Eric Clapton
It's In The Way That You Use It
It's in the way that you use it,
It comes and it goes.
It's in the way that you use it,
Boy don't you know.
And if you lie you will lose it,
Feelings will show.
So don't you ever abuse it,
Don't let it go.
Nobody's right till somebody's wrong.
Nobody's weak till somebody's strong.
No one gets lucky till luck comes along.
Nobody's lonely till somebody's gone.
Chorus
Chorus
First Verse
I've seen dark skies, never like this.
Walked on some thin ice, never like this.
I've told you white lies, never like this.
Looked into true eyes, never like this.
Chorus
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I've Got A Rock 'n' Roll Heart
I've got a feeling we could be serious, girl;
Right at this moment, I could promise you the world.
Before we go crazy, before we explode,
There's something 'bout me, baby, you got to know, you got to know.
I get off on 57 Chevys;
I get off on screaming guitar.
Like the way it hits me every time it hits me.
I've got a rock and roll, I've got a rock and roll heart.
Feels like we're falling into the arms of the night,
So if you're not ready, don't be holdin' me so tight.
I guess there's nothing left for me to explain;
Here's what you're gettin' and I don't want to change, I don't want to change.
Chorus
I don't need to glitter, no Hollywood,
All you got to do is lay it down and you lay it down good.
Chorus

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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:19
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THIS OLD HEART OF MINE
Rod Stewart
(Brian Holland, Lamont Dozier, Eddie Holland, Sylvia Moy)
This old heart of mine been broke a thousand times.
Each time you break away, feel you're gone to stay.
Lonely nights that come, memories that go,
bringing you back again, hurting me more and more.
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
'cause each day that passes by
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
but I love you, yes I do.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I try hard to hide my hurt inside.
This old heart of mine always keeps me crying.
The way you treat me leaves me incomplete.
You're here for the day, gone for the week.
But if I want you a hundred times,
a hundred times I have you back.
I'm yours whenever you want me;
I wanna shout about it, tell the world about it
'cause I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I love you, yes, I do.
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
'cause each day that passes by
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
but I love you, yes I do.
This old heart weeps for you.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I love you; yes I do.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
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EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY
(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)
Spent some time feelin' inferior
standing in front of my mirror
Combed my hair in a thousand ways
but I came out looking just the same
Daddy said, "Son, you better see the world
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave
But remember one thing don't lose your head
to a woman that'll spend your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed I was a nasty person
Down along the Left Bank minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot
when all I wanted was a cup of tea
I was accused
I moved on
Down in Rome I wasn't getting enough
of the things that keeps a young man alive
My body stunk but I kept my funk
at a time when I was right out of luck
Getting desperate indeed I was
Looking like a tourist attraction
Oh my dear I better get out of here
'for the Vatican don't give no sanction
I wasn't ready for that, no no
I moved right out east yeah!
On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry
sailing on my way back here
I fell in love with a slit eyed lady
by the light of an eastern moon
Shangai Lil never used the pill
She claimed that it just ain't natural
She took me up on deck and bit my neck
Oh people I was glad I found her
Oh yeah I was glad I found her
I firmly believe that I didn't need anyone but me
I sincerely thought I was so complete
Look how wrong you can be
The women I've known I wouldn't let tie my shoe
They wouldn't give you the time of day
But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet
God I was glad I found her
And if they had the words I could tell to you
to help you on the way down the road
I couldn't quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats
'cause it's all been said before
Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off
You didn't have to come here anyway
So remember, every picture tells a story don't it

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Provost Harrison
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The farce is strong with this one.
Feb 2000 time: 05:19
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Bad Religion - Infected
now here I go,
hope I don't break down,
I won't take anything, I don't need anything,
don't want to exist, I can't persist,
please stop before I do it again,
just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing,
let's talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone
you and me have a disease,
you affect me, you infect me,
I'm afflicted, you're addicted,
you and me, you and me
I'm on the edge,
get against the wall,
I'm so distracted,
I love to strike you,
here's my confession,
you learned your lesson,
stop me before I do it again
you're clear - as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you - like an ocean,
we can work it out, I've been running out, now I'm running out
don't be mad about it baby,
you and me, you and me,
I want to tie you, crucify you,
kneel before you, revile your body,
you and me, we're made in heaven,
I want to take you, I want to break you,
supplicate you, are incurable,
I want to bathe you in holy water I want to kill you,
upon the alter, you and me, you and me
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boann
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000 time: 22:19
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lonestar
Not A Day Goes By
Got a picture of you I carry in my heart
Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark
Got a memory of you I carry in my soul
I wrap it close around me when the nights get cold
If you asked me how I'm doin' I'd say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night
Thinkin' you might call me if your dreams don't turn out right
And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark
Wishin' you were next to me, your head against my heart
If you asked me how I'm doing I'd say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
Minutes turn to hours, and the hours to days
Seems it's been forever that I've felt this way
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
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Boris Godunov
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Portland, OR
Aug 2001 time: 00:19
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From Tosca, by Giacomo Puccini
Scarpia (ride):
Già - Mi dicon venal, ma a donna bella
non mi vendo a prezzo di moneta.
Se la giurata fede
devo tradir... ne voglio altra mercede.
(Quest'ora io l'attendeva!)
Già mi struggea
l'amor della diva!
Ma poc'anzi ti mirai
qual non ti vidi mai!
Quel tuo pianto era lava
ai sensi miei e il tuo sguardo
che odio in me dardeggiava,
mie brame inferociva!...
Agil qual leopardo
ti avvinghiasti all'amante;
Ah! In quell'istante
t'ho giurata mia!...
Mia! MIA!
EDIT: Translation
Scarpia (laughing)
It's true, they say I'm corrupt.
But I don't sell myself to a beautiful woman for mere money.
If I'm to be disloyal
I want another kind of payment.
(This is the moment I've waited for!)
Love for the diva has long consumed me.
But just now, I saw you as I never saw you before.
Your tears were like lava on my senses.
Your hatred of me has only inflamed my desire!
As you clung to your lover,
agile as a leopard,
in that moment I swore you would be mine! MINE!
Note: Scarpia is opera's biggest bastard.
Last edited by Boris Godunov on 05-06-2002 at 22:14
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Playa del Carmen
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Texas- never you mind where
Dec 2001 time: 23:19
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Wrapped
Kelly Willis
I didn't have to turn my head whenever you walked in
The only one to let these chills roll down my skin
My heart beats faster
I hear your name
I feel my confidence slipping away
Thought I was doing fine
About to get you off my mine
I see your face and then I'm wrapped
Around your pretty little finger again
It feels like ages since you lay down in my arms
I see no good reason still I'm tangled in your charms
My God you're smiling
You catch my eye
My heart is pounding deep inside
Thought I was doing fine
About to get you off my mine
I see your face and then I'm wrapped
Around your pretty little finger again
Ain't gonna let no man go down without a fight
My stalls and walls look better in the bright daylight
My heart beats faster
I call your name
I feel my confidence slipping away
Thought I was doing fine
About to get you off my mine
I see your face and then I'm wrapped
Around your pretty little finger again
Thought I was doing fine
About to get you off my mine
I see your face and then I'm wrapped
Around your pretty little finger again
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Bereta_Eder
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Ôñýðåò
ÔáîéäéÜñá Øõ÷Þ
Ëïíäßíï, ¢ìóôåñíôáì Þ Âåñïëßíï,
Ý÷åéò îå÷Üóåé ðïõ áêñéâþò èÝëåéò íá ðáò.
¼óá êé áí Ý÷ù äáíåéêÜ ðéá äå óïõ äßíù,
íá êáíåßò âüëôåò ìå ôï ìáôæéê ìðáò.
ÔáîéäéÜñá øõ÷Þ,
êé áí èÝëù äßðëá óïõ åßíáé äýóêïëï íá ìÝíù,
Êáéñüò íá äù ôç äéêéÜ ìïõ æùÞ,
ó' áõôü ôï ôáîßäé äå èá óå ðåñéìÝíù.
èá øùíéóôþ êáé êÜðïéï âñÜäõ,
ï,ôé Ý÷ù ìÝóá ìïõ ãéá óÝíá èá ôï óâÞóù,
Åßíáé ìïíüäñïìïò ï äñüìïò ðïõ '÷åéò ðÜñåé,
êáé äå óå âëÝðù íá ãõñßæåéò ðßóù.
ÔáîéäéÜñá øõ÷Þ,
êé áí èÝëù äßðëá óïõ åßíáé äýóêïëï íá ìÝíù,
Êáéñüò íá äù ôç äéêéÜ ìïõ æùÞ,
ó' áõôü ôï ôáîßäé äå èá óå ðåñéìÝíù.
Ëïíäßíï, ¢ìóôåñíôáì êáé Âåñïëßíï,
Ý÷åéò îå÷Üóåé ðïõ áêñéâþò èÝëåéò íá ðáò.
¼óá êé áí Ý÷ù äáíåéêÜ ðéá äå óïõ äßíù,
íá êáíåßò âüëôåò ìå ôï ìáôæéê ìðáò.
ÔáîéäéÜñá øõ÷Þ,
êé áí èÝëù äßðëá óïõ åßíáé äýóêïëï íá ìÝíù,
Êáéñüò íá äù ôç äéêéÜ ìïõ æùÞ,
ó' áõôü ôï ôáîßäé äå èá óå ðåñéìÝíù.
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Anun Ik Oba
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Grace of God
Sep 1999 time: 00:19
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O Fortuna from Carmina Burana by Orff:
(latin, with English translation to follow)
O fortuna, velut tuna statu variabilis,
semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis
nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem,
egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.
Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis,
status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis,
odumbrata et velata michi quoque niteris;
nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.
Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria,
est affectus et defectus semper in angaria.
Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite;
quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes pangite!
O fortune, variable as the moon, you ever wax and wane;
this detestable life now maltreats us, then grants us our wildest desires;
it melts both poverty and power like ice.
Monstrous, meaningless Fate upon your turning wheel,
both sickness and seeming health you make ever changeable;
shadowy and veiled in darkness you plot against me
by trickery, so that my naked back is exposed to your lashes.
The luck of health and strength is against me now;
wether I gain or lose is always a tossup.
Therefore, now without delay come play upon the strings;
lament with me, all of you, for fortune strikes down the strong man!
A wonderful secular outlook of life 
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:19
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Love Hurts
Nazareth
Love hurts, Love scars, Love wounds and mars
Any heart not tough or strong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud, it holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts
I'm young, I know, But even so
I know a thing or two - I learned from you
I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
Love is like a flame It burns you when it's hot
Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts
Some fools think of happiness, blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves, I guess
They're not foolin' me
I know it isn't true I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie made to make you blue
Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts
Solo
I know it isn't true I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie made to make you blue
Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts
Ooo-oo, Love hurts Ooo-oo
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:19
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Cry Baby
Janis Joplin
Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Honey, welcome back home.
I know she told you,
Honey I know she told you that she loved you
Much more than I did,
But all I know is that she left you,
And you swear that you just don’t know why,
But you know, honey I’ll always,
I’ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh honey, welcome back home.
Don’t you know, honey,
Ain’t nobody ever gonna love you
The way I try to do ?
Who’ll take all your pain,
Honey, your heartache, too ?
And if you need me, you know
That I’ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh daddy, like you always saying to do.
And when you walk around the world, babe,
You said you’d try to look for the end of the road,
You might find out later that the road’ll end in Detroit,
Honey, the road’ll even end in Kathmandu.
You can go all around the world
Trying to find something to do with your life, baby,
When you only gotta do one thing well,
You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe.
You got a woman waiting for you there,
All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman
And that’ll be the end of the road, babe,
I know you got more tears to share, babe,
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby.
And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear,
I want you to come on, come on to your mama now,
And if you ever want a little love of a woman
Come on and baby baby baby babe babe baby now
Cry baby yeah.
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quote: Originally posted by Provost Harrison
Hmmm, I don't know what that song is about paiktis, but it starts with something to do with London, Amsterdam and ?Verolino? Berlin I presume? |
Yes PH very good 
It is a song by Trypes =holes, called Taxidiara Psychi =travelling soul or travel - wishing soul, travel - oriented soul - I can't exactly translate the first word. They're a rock band, their lyrics are poetry dark and esoteric. Sometimes too heavy to digest, speaking about real feelings in a very raw and at the same time very full-complex way.
This song of theirs is very simple though.
And yes the first line is: London, Amsterdam or Berlin
after being to a small independent company they switched to virgin where I found this site. They have also played at the Marquee (sp?) club in London amongst other places. (after a request by the Greek students there).
http://www.virgin.gr/trypes/
http://www.cable-infinity.gr/trypes/main.php
Not one of my favorite bands though.
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Playa del Carmen
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Texas- never you mind where
Dec 2001 time: 23:19
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They're Blind
Kelly Willis
The demands made upon you
Are hard to live up to
It's futile to try and deny
And the things you hold dearly
Are scoffed at and yearly
Judged once and then tossed aside
'Cause they're blind
Yeah, they hold you too close
To the light
And I see what they only might
If they'd learn, but they're letting you burn
'Cause they're blind
To the brown-eyed beholder
See the chip on your shoulder
The fools that don't want to believe
That you're so hard to talk to
And so easy to read through
'Cause they're blind
Yeah, they hold you too close
To the light
And I see what they only might
If they'd learn, but they're letting you burn
'Cause they're blind
They only like what they can see
And what they don't they just don't agree
If you'll run to me
Run, run
Only like a day with him
Just one day with him
Then you'll run back
Then you'll run back blind
An old man said to me
"Go and take it easy now"
You'll run to me
Run, run
Only like a day with him
Just one day with him
Then you'll run back
Then you'll run back blind
Yeah, they hold you too close
To the light
And I see what they only might
If they'd learn, but they're letting you burn
'Cause they're blind
Letting you burn
'Cause they're blind
'Cause they're blind
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Evil HQ, Adelaide, South Australia
May 2001 time: 14:19
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Werewolves of London - Warren Zevon
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London
If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London
He's the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London
Draw blood
Creep - Radiohead
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so ****in' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so ****in' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so ****in' special
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.
Dreadlock Holiday - 10cc
I was walkin' down the street
Concentratin' on truckin' right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And I looked round in a state of fright
I saw four faces one mad
A brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit
And turned to each other
I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru my words
`Cause you ain't heard me out yet
Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I'll give you one dollar
I said you've got to be jokin' man
It was a present from me Mother
He said I like it I want it
I'll take it off your hands
And you'll be sorry you crossed me
You'd better understand that you're alone
A long way from home
And I say
I don't like reggae no no
I love it
I don't like reggae oh no
I love it
Don't you cramp me style
Don't you queer on me pitch
Don't you walk thru my words
`Cause you ain't heard me out yet
I hurried back to the swimming pool
Sinkin' pina coladas
I heard a dark voice beside me say
Would you like something harder
She said I've got it you want it
My harvest is the best
And if you try it you'll like it
And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday
And I say
Don't like Jamaica oh no
I love her
Don't like Jamaica oh no
I love her oh yea
Don't you walk thru her words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru her words
`Cause you ain't heard her out yet
I don't like cricket
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
I don't like reggae
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
Don't like Jamaica
I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)
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Mr. President
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The leaves that are green turn to brown
Jul 2001 time: 15:19
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Aside: Eddie Vedder is, of course, the guy from Pearl Jam. Weird Al's acknowledgements for the Running With Scissors album end with "And special thanks to Eddie Vedder . . . who's actually a pretty cool guy".
Weird Al Yankovic - My Baby's In Love With Eddie Vedder
Well, my baby, my baby, she don't want me no more
Ever since she saw his poster in that record store
She says the way he grinds his molars is really sexy
She thinks he's so darn dysfunctional and Generation-X-ey
She likes his brooding angst and his wild-eyed stare
Yeah, he's her very favorite slacker multi-millionaire
Well, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder,
She's got a thing for that Eddie Vedder,
Tell me what can he do that I can't do better
Yeah, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder
Now, every time I see him, well he looks so grim
I guess it really must suck to be a rock star like him
What a pain in the butt to have so much success
Spendin' all his time mopin' and avoidin' the press
But my girl can't get enough of his sullen demeanor
Like he's some big tortured genius and I'm some kinda wiener
Well, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder,
Head over heels for that Eddie Vedder
I can't believe it, now she's knittin' him a sweater
'Cause my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder
I knew we were headed for disaster
When she caught me hangin' out at the Ticketmaster
Now she's got an unrequited adoration
For the frustrated, agitated, designated, alienated spokesman for the disaffected grunge generation
Well, I don't wear Doc Martens and I don't wear flannel
And I don't boycott the music video channel
And I just can't compete with all that money and fame
But I know two can play at this kind of game
Yeah, well let's just see how jealous she'll get
When I start stalkin' Alanis Morrisette
Well, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder,
Why'd she have to fall for that Eddie Vedder?
If she wants to leave me I guess I'd better let her
'Cause my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder
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