1. |
Skeleton Key
02:01
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What have we got
we've got eachother
for one another
we've got a lot
We were strangers
we became lovers
under the covers
we hide from the dangers
Something's got ahold of me
it could be love as far as I can see
when it comes to my heart
you've got the skeleton key
You held my hand
and I grew wings
each time it brings
me further from land
I think you're swell
and you think I'm keen
nothing can come
in between, us
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2. |
I Wanna Be Your Friend
01:58
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You're just a friend
that's all you'll be
not just a friend
you mean so much to me
Though I'll never get all the words right
know I'm gonna put up one hell of a fight
when you need a smoke
I'll give you a light
when you need to talk
I'll be there that night
a circle is round, it has no end
that's how long I wanna be your friend
I'll always, always, always be there
and it hurts me most
when you think I wont care
I worry about you every day
until I know you're gonna be okay
But I need to let some things go
cause I've been so sick, so sick in my heart
and I need to let you know
that even death could not break us apart
a circle is round, it has no end
that's how long I wanna be your friend
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3. |
Pair Of Socks
02:20
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Inspiration makes my mind wander
when the drops fall from the clouds
how could I resist growing fonder
my eye seeks your face in all the crowds
They'll say you're older
they'll say i'm younger
just means you're bolder
I've got more hunger
why do they bother
we've got each other now
So really we're quite a good pair
like socks in the underwear drawer
one is dirty, one's more fair
in the big toe they both have tore
They'll say you're older
they'll say i'm younger
just means you're bolder
I've got more hunger
why do they bother
we've got each other now
So even though we're strange
just give me a hug
like a pair of socks you dare not change
cause now they're comfy and quite snug
They'll say you're older
they'll say i'm younger
just means you're bolder
I've got more hunger
why do they bother
we've got each other now
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Something's waiting for me at home tonight
and it's not someone to hold me tight
I've waited these eight long hours
to surrender to it's powers
all my friends are alcoholics
and if it's not a boy that's tall it's
some whiskey that treats us all the same
some gin that never forgets our name
something weaker something stronger
something that keeps us drunker longer
I made some new words up today
they took the rest of my beer away
and yes I'm safe to drive a car
if you'll just five more hours stay
It used to take me only three beers
now it takes me twelve and a half
and I've been drunk for probably three whole years
but I'm not very good at math
one or two of something stronger
three or four keeps us drunker longer
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5. |
Cry Me A Liver
03:12
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Something wont let you say
how you're really feeling
and something wont let your tongue play
the words, the notes you're stealing
and am I gonna have to wait
for all we know it's too late
but it may just be too early to tell
is it the way I fell?
so cry me a river
I've already filled the ocean
and could you cry me a liver
cause I'm stuck in a drinking motion
I'm making up for the both of us
since your mouth can't seem to open
Till then I'll sway with the trees
back and forth with the leaves
wet with the melancholy breeze
no one knows but everybody sees
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6. |
Two Birds
03:19
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There's a letter
on my finger
of when she goes
my love will linger
until the tides
decide to bring her
I will be waiting
There's a letter
on her hand
that only I
understand
explanations
are in demand
how do I put this
Maybe that
there's no need to touch
in this love that means too much
to explain in petty words
we're just two birds
and even in our flight
there is one thing we know is right
that no matter what this wont die
even if we do
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As someone once said to me
a house is made with boards and beams
but a home is made with love and dreams
and fire sets the wood asteams
to both
I was only seven years
and flashing through the hopes and fears
my mind sets both my eyes to tears
when all the memories so dears
are gone
My home, My home, my home is gone
the flames mixed with the sky that dawn
and as I sat the grassy lawn
was no comfort to sit upon
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The Broken Bicycles Minneapolis, Minnesota
The Broken Bicycles started as a ukulele duo in the summer of 2010.Since then the band has release albums spanning folk, indie-rock, and now new-wave.
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