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tasty tidbit

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Radio sucked tonight!...clicked on me old mp3z folder

found Matthew Sweet's "Sick of myself"...double clicked

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You dont know how you move me
Deconstruct me
And consume me
Im all used up
Im out of luck
I am starstruck
By something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive

But Im sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world thats ugly and a lie
Its hard to even want to try
And Im beginning to think baby you dont know

Ill take or leave
The room to breathe
The choice to leave you
Ill throw away
A chance at greatness
Just to make this
Dream come into play, I dont know if Ill find a way

cause Im sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world thats ugly and a lie
Its hard to even want to try
And Im beginning to think baby you dont know
Im beginning to think baby you dont know

Theres something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive
But Im sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world thats ugly and a lie
Its hard to even want to try
And Im beginning to think baby you dont know
Im beginning to think baby you dont know


...Ah!....The 90's!!!!

oh wait here's another:
(funny how even though I'm not at the bar(though I am drunk!)
I can make you "listen" to what I think are better songs than yours?)

The replacements "I'll be You"

If it's a temporary lull
why'm I bored right outta my skull?
Man, I'm dressin' sharp an' feelin' dull

Lonely, I guess that's where I'm from
If I was from Canada
then I'd best be called lonesome
[BTW, I read in an interview that Paul was struck with how some people in
Canada used the word "lonesome" instead of "lonely," hence this lyric.]

And if it's just a game
Then I'll break down just in case
Oh yeah, we're runnin' in our last race

Well, I laughed half the way to Tokyo
I dreamt I was Surfer Joe
An' what that means, I don't know

A dream too tired to come true
Left a rebel without a clue
And I'm searching for somethin' to do

And if it's just a game
Then we'll hold hands just the same
So what, we're bleeding but we ain't cut

And I could purge my soul perhaps
For the imminent collapse
Oh yeah, I'll tell you what we could do
You be me for a while
I'll be you

A dream too tired to come true
Left a rebel without a clue
Won't you tell me what I should do?

And if it's just a lull
why'm I bored right outta my skull?
Oh yeah, keep me from feeling so dull

And if it's just a game
Then we'll break down just in case
Then again, I'll tell you what we could do
You be me for a while
You be me for a while
and I'll be you


Any you bastards got a comment?

I think more bands should put the drummers out front!!!!
Having abandoned my search for truth,
I am now looking for a good fantasy.
--Anonymous Internet Sage

...Some men...ya just can't reach...
--The Captain from "Cool Hand Luke"
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