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| Enid |
| Words & Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
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| Enid we never really knew each other anyway. |
| Enid we never really knew each other anyway. |
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| It took me a year to believe it was over, |
| And it took me two more to get over the loss. |
| I took a beating when you wrote me those letters, |
| And every time I remembered the taste of your lipgloss. |
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| Maybe we always saw right through each other anyway |
| But Enid we never really knew each other anyway. |
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| There were times when I wanted to hurt you, |
| And there were times when I know that I did. |
| There were times when I thought I would kill you, |
| But can you blame me I was only a kid. |
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| Tell me why we never respected each other. |
| And tell me why I never believed that you were a person too. |
| I always thought that you fancied my brother. |
| I may not have liked it, oh but memory is a strange thing, oh, and Enid? |
| Enid I remember you |
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| Maybe we always saw right through each other anyway, |
| but Enid we never really knew each other anyway. |
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| It took me a year to believe it was over, |
| And it took me two more to get over the loss. |
| I took a beating when I wrote you those letters, |
| And every time you told me to get lost. |
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| Now it's not fair to say that it's |
| 'Cause I was three inches shorter then, |
| And it's not fair to say that it's 'cause |
| I was only fifteen years old. |
| But maybe it's fair to say it was a lack of communication, |
| I took a phone message, oh and speaking of communication, |
| Oh, and Enid, |
| Enid you got a cold. |
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| I can get a job I can pay the phone bills |
| I can cut the lawn, cut my hair, cut out my cholesterol |
| I can work overtime I can work in a mine |
| I can do it all for you, |
| But I don't want to. |
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| Enid we never really knew each other anyway. |
| Maybe we always saw right through each other anyway, |
| But Enid we really never knew each other anyway |
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| I can teach you how to dance, how to sing, how to knit, |
| How to make things that you never ever made before |
| Enid, I can teach you how to use cookie cutters |
| To make crazy things out of Play-Doh. |
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| Little houses, little farms, little accessories for your mom, |
| For your Barbie set, for your friends and your family |
| Enid, I can teach you how to snowmobile, cross-country ski, snowshoe, |
| But I don't want to! |
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| Enid we never really knew each other anyway |
| Maybe we always saw right through each other anyway |
| But Enid we really never knew each other anyway |
| I took you dancing, paid for your nightschool. |
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| Be My Yoko Ono |
| Words & Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
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| If there's someone you can live without, then do so. |
| And if there's someone you can just shove out, do so. |
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| You can be my Yoko Ono |
| You can follow me wherever I go |
| Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono. |
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| Isn't it beautiful to see two people so much in love? |
| Barenaked as two virgins hand in hand and hand and hand in glove. |
| Now that I'm far away it doesn't seem to me to be such a pain. |
| To have you hanging off my ankle like some kind of ball and chain. |
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| Oh no, here we go, our life is just one big pun. |
| Oh no, here we go as Yoko sings |
| Aieee! |
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| I know that when I say this |
| I may be stepping on pins and needles. |
| But I don't like all these people |
| Slagging her for breaking up the Beatles. |
| (Don't blame it on Yokey!) |
| If I was John and you were Yoko, |
| I would gladly give up musical genius, |
| Just to have you as my very own, personal Venus. |
| (Hit it!) |
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| Wrap Your Arms Around Me |
| Words by Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
| Music by Jim Creeggan & Ed Robertson |
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| I concede that you were right about this place. |
| I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace. |
| I can hold you until you turn out the light |
| and I can't see |
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| Do you believe that we are all innately good |
| Do you think that you would love me until tomorrow if you could |
| Would you please turn down the radio |
| so we can speak |
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| I put my hands around your neck and you wrap your arms around me. |
| Put my hands around your neck and you wrap your arms around me. |
| I put my hands around your neck and you wrap your arms around me. |
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| I regret every time I raised my voice |
| And it wouldn't be that bright of me to say I had no choice. |
| I can kiss your eyes your hair your neck |
| until we forget |
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| I concede that you were right about this place. |
| I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace. |
| I can hold you until we turn out the light, |
| and I can't see |
| I can't see. |
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| What A Good Boy |
| Words by Steven Page |
| Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
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| When I was born, they looked at me and said, |
| "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy." |
| And when you were born, they looked at you and said, |
| "What a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl." |
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| We've got these chains that hang around our necks |
| people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath. |
| Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same, |
| when temptation calls, we just look away. |
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| This name is the hairshirt I wear |
| and this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair. |
| This song is the cross that I bear, |
| bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me, be with me tonight, |
| I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight. |
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| I go to school, I write exams, |
| if I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, |
| does anyone give a damn? |
| And if they do, they'll soon forget 'cause it won't take much for me |
| to show my life ain't over yet. |
| I wake up scared, I wake up strange. |
| I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change. |
| I wake up scared, I wake up strange |
| and everything around me stays the same. |
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| I couldn't tell you that I was wrong, |
| chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song. |
| I couldn't tell you that you were right, |
| so instead I looked in the mirror, |
| watched TV, laid away all night. |
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| We've got these chains, hang 'round our necks, |
| people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath. |
| Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same when temptation calls ... |
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| When I was born, they looked at me and said; |
| "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy." |
| And when you were born, they looked at you and said; |
| "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl, hey" |
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| Box Set |
| Words & Music by Steven Page |
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| I never thought that you would love me the way that you do. |
| I never thought that you would love me half as much as I do. |
| You say you wanna know everything about me. Well here you go. |
| You say you couldn't live your life without me. I don't know. |
| But if you want it girl, you've got it, |
| it's all right here, |
| in my box set. |
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| I never thought that words like product could ever leave my lips, |
| but something happened to me somewhere that made me lose my grip. |
| Maybe it's a lack of inspiration that makes me stoop, |
| or maybe it's a lack of remuneration; I can't recoup. |
| But if you want it folks, you got it; |
| it's all right here in my box set. |
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| Disc One |
| it's where we've begun, it's all of greatest hits, |
| and if you are a fan then you know that you've already got 'em. |
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| Disc Two |
| it was all brand new, al album's worth of songs, |
| but we had to leave the whole disc blank 'cause |
| some other label bought 'em. |
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| Disc Three |
| This is really me in a grade school play; |
| I had about a hundred thousand lines but of course I forgot 'em. |
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| I never thought there'd be days like this, there was always someone at my |
| door. |
| I never thought I would ever miss, and the crowd would always holler for |
| more. |
| But now it seems all that people want is what I used to be, |
| and every time I try to do something new, |
| all they want is 1973. |
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| I never thought I'd be regretful of all my past success. |
| But some stupid number one hit single has go me in this mess. |
| You can put it on every compilation - that's all right. |
| You can hear it on the oldies radio station every night. |
| And if you want it again, you got it |
| it's right here in my box set. |
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| Disc Four |
| Never released before, and you can tell why. |
| it's just some demos I recorded in my basement. |
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| Disc Five |
| I was barely alive, I was coughing up a lung, |
| so they had to use a special computer as my replacement. |
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| Disc Six |
| A dance remix, so I can catch the latest trend |
| and it'll make you scratch your head and wonder |
| where my taste went. |
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| So now my fans are crying sellout, |
| they say that I've lost my touch. |
| They say I should just get the hell out, |
| before I do too much. |
| Hear my songs in an ad for a bathroom cleanser - |
| they say it's greed, |
| And now I'm wondering where my friends are in this time of need. |
| But if you change your mind and buy it, |
| I hope you enjoy my new box. |
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| I hope you enjoy my new box, |
| I hope you enjoy my new box set. |
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| I Love You |
| Words by Andy Creeggan, Jim Creeggan, Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
| Music by Andy Creeggan & Jim Creeggan |
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| I love you |
| And you love me |
| I love you |
| So let's make a family tree |
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| I like soup, and I like ice cream sandwiches too. |
| I like fish sticks, but I love you. |
| You don't believe me, you say all I think about's myself. |
| Let me explain, don't walk away. |
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| I love me |
| You love you |
| I Love me |
| So what are we to do? |
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| How would you know that I love you so? |
| I don't say too much |
| Why are you blue whenever I'm in town? |
| I guess life was fine till I came 'round. |
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| You've given me a start, I ain't no doctor |
| but just take a look at the chart for my heart |
| like a dart from the start I'm coming |
| down with something good. |
| it ain't no fever or flu, doctor says it had |
| to be someone with brown hair and blue eyes, I'm |
| lovesick for you I realize. |
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| I's loves you |
| And youse loves me. |
| I's loves you |
| So let's make a family tree. |
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| How did you know that I loved you so? |
| I don't say too much. |
| Why are you blue whenever I'm in town? |
| I guess life was fine till I came 'round. |
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| Blame it On Me |
| Words and Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
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| Here we are again and we're looking at each |
| other as if each other were to blame. |
| You think you're so smart, but I've seen you naked |
| and I'll probably see you naked again. |
| MillI VanillI told you to Blame it On The Rain, |
| but if you blame it on the rain tell me |
| what can be gained so, |
| if all else fails you can blame it on me. |
| if all else fails blame it on me. |
| if all else fails you can blame it on me. |
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| Then you smile again but you're |
| looking at me as if there's something I'm |
| supposed to say. |
| Forgive me Father, but I'm falling in love |
| and that's all I have for confession today. |
| Maybe if you'd ask me on any other given day |
| I wouldn't have time for you or anything that you say |
| but it's alright now, you can blame it on me. |
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| Yes dear I love you, |
| but sometimes I think that love's not enough for you. |
| So you want to play mind games, |
| well that's fine, go ahead, la la la I can't hear you. |
| Here you are and you're |
| a hundred thousand miles away. |
| They say that absence makes the heart grow fungus. |
| I wax poetic as you're waxing your legs |
| you say you think there's a traitor among us. |
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| The Flag |
| Words & Music by Steven Page |
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| The phone rings, it's early, it's seven o'clock. |
| He says sorry I woke you, but I just had to talk |
| you know last night, remember when I |
| tried to choke you? |
| I didn't mean it, I was drunk, it was only a joke |
| you should know that by now, |
| when the chequered flag comes down, |
| no one no one no one has won the race. |
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| The next night he's over and over and under |
| and after he's finished she lies there and wonders. |
| just why does she need him and why does she stay here |
| and then in the darkness she'll quietly say Dear, |
| you've never really known that when the white flag |
| is flown, no one no one no one has won the war. |
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| They're complicated people leading complicated lives, |
| and he complicates their problems by telling complicated lies |
| He tells her he's sorry, she tells him it's over, |
| he tells her he's sorry, she says over and over |
| You've never really known that when the white flag |
| is flown, no one no one no one has won the war. |
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| There goes a forest and there goes a bluebird. |
| There goes a partridge and there goes a Go Train. |
| There goes an angel and there goes a steeple. |
| There goes a cop car and there goes an eagle. |
| There goes a raven and there go the ribbons. |
| There goes a raven and there go the ribbons. |
| There goes a raven and there go |
| The ribbons, the ribbons the ribbons |
| The ribbons of the flag. |
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| If I Had $1000000 |
| Words and Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson |
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| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you a house (I would buy you a house) |
| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you furniture for your house |
| (Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman) |
| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you a K-Car (a nice Reliant automobile) |
| If I Had $1000000 I'd buy your love. |
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| If I Had $1000000 I'd build a tree fort in our yard. |
| If I Had $1000000 You could help, it wouldn't be that hard. |
| If I Had $1000000 Maybe we could put a refrigerator in there. |
| [Wouldn't that be fabulous] |
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| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you a fur coat (but not a real fur coat that's cruel) |
| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you an exotic pet (Like a llama or an emu) |
| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you John Merrick's remains (All them crazy elephant bones) |
| If I Had $1000000 I'd buy your love |
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| If I Had $1000000 We wouldn't have to walk to the store |
| If I Had $1000000 We'd take a limousine 'cause it costs more |
| If I Had $1000000 We wouldn't have to eat Kraft Dinner. |
| [But we would eat Kraft Dinner. Of course we would, we'd just eat more. And |
| buy really expensive ketchup with it. That's right, Dijon Ketchup. Mmmm.] |
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| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you a green dress (but not a real green dress, that's cruel) |
| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you some art (a Picasso or a Garfunkel) |
| If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000) |
| I'd buy you a monkey (haven't you always wanted a monkey?) |
| If I Had $1000000 I'd buy your love |
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| If I Had $1000000, If I Had $1000000 |
| If I Had $1000000, If I Had $1000000 |
| I'd be rich. |
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| Crazy |
| Words and Music by Ed Robertson & Tim Wilson |
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| I climb the walls of my mind just like I'm climbing |
| on the jungle gym. |
| I am more than content with the |
| state of mind I am in. |
| 'cause I am crazy just like you. |
| I am crazy just like you. |
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| I don't think I need a rubber room, but that might be nice. |
| I'm not a manic depressive paranoid or schizophrenic |
| so I don't need your advice. |
| I am crazy just like you. |
| I am crazy just like you. |
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| The lights are on but nobody's home |
| my elevator doesn't go to the top |
| I'm not playing with a full deck I've lost my marbles. |
| The lights are on but nobody's home |
| My elevator doesn't go to the top |
| I'm not playing with a full deck I've lost my marbles. |
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| I'm a few bricks short of a load, |
| but a full load always hurt my back. |
| I flew over the cuckoo's nest and |
| I'm never ever coming back because |
| I am crazy just like you. |
| I am crazy just like you. |
| I am crazy. |
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