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Something Corporate – Letters To Noelle

April 30th, 2007

Letters to Noelle
Marked up cardboard boxes fell
I fell with them
Crushed like them
I am

Letters to Noelle
Years of waiting, nothing fading
Emptied out my pen
Carved the rest into my hand

Letters to Noelle
Written from my darkest cell
Filling up my wishing well
Waiting on their return

But the driveway’s clear
You pray for silence
Step into my quiet violence
Do you see pictures in my words?
Standing still, I’m moving faster
Searching out my next disaster
You’re gonna get what you deserve

Letter to Noelle
I see them in a box inside a case

That she keeps locked up in a place
I’ll never be

Letters to Noelle
I emptied out my veins onto a page
Set to a scream you just can’t gauge
She cannot see what’s inside of me

But the driveway’s clear
You pray for silence
Step into my quiet violence
Do you see pictures in my words?
Standing still, I’m moving faster
Searching out my next disaster
You’re gonna get what you deserve

Letters to Noelle
Tied on ribbons in my brain
Obsession don’t give way to pain
I know that now

I know that now

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Something Corporate – Little

April 30th, 2007

Climbing out of the sky
A man who could a fly
And a painting anyone could play
It’s a comic book crush that taught you to trust
Staring out from the stands
At a rock n roll band
And a hero no one else could save
It was never much
But it’s all that you gave

And I wonder, if you wonder
Or did your stars finally explode
Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze
I’m amazed what you don’t show

Little Minds let little pain
Burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don’t think I understand
Little holes in parachutes
Won’t leave you falling
If they do
It’s because you want to land

Climbing out of his chair
To fix the TV glare
Is a man, but no one knows he’s there
It’s a Dramamine dream

That keeps us awake but lost
She keeps her plastic friends
And a brand new Benz
She always says “”hell, sometimes life ain’t fair”"
It’s a comic book crush that got them nowhere

And I wonder, If she wonders
Or did her star finally explode
Did the thunder pull her underneath the haze
I’m amazed what we don’t know

Little Minds let little pain
Burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don’t think I understand
Little holes in parachutes
Won’t leave you falling
If they do
It’s because you want to land

These elevator doors are closing
Again you leave before I planned
I can taste you walking down the hall
You left your perfume on the night stand

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Something Corporate – Me And The Moon

April 30th, 2007

It’s a good year for a murder
She’s begging to jesus, she’s pulling the trigger
There’s no tears, cause hes not here
She washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner
Two men come to rush her away
No ones so sure if her crime had a reason

Reasons like seasons
They constantly change
And the seasons of last year
Like reasons have floated away
Away with this spilt milk
Away with this dirty dish water, away
Seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter

“it’s me and the moon,” she says
I got no trouble with that
But I am a butterfly, you wouldn’t let me die
“it’s me and the moon,” she says

And it’s over, but it just started
The blood stained the carpet
Her heart like a crystal
She’s lucid and departed
A life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away

Away with these nightmares
Away with suburbia
Shake them away
You marry a rule and
You give up your soul til you break down

“it’s me and the moon,” she says
“i got no trouble with that,
But I am a butterfly, you wouldn’t let me die”
“it’s me and the moon,” she says

But what do you say we go for a ride?
What do you say we get high?
But i’m so tired of days that feel like the night

“it’s me and the moon,” she says
And I got no trouble with that,
But I am a butterfly, you wouldn’t let me die
I am a butterfly, I am a butterfly, I am a butterfly

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Something Corporate – Miss America

April 30th, 2007

Another lonely night in Amersterdam
And stars are coming out in waves
I miss my Miss America in Park Hotel
And I’m too stoned to call it a day

When everything you wanted
Seems to hide behind your eyes
And I’m locked in my hotel room
Thinking over our goodbyes

I will write this down for you
So you can read this
I will hold my breath for you
Till you can feel it

Another lonely night in Amsterdam
And water’s moving through the sound
The blood is boiling in my veins
And the food I can’t keep down

And I don’t care if you don’t love me
And I don’t care if you won’t change
I could live inside the shadow that I cast on you
And the myth that you would stay
And I’ll be home before the morning comes,
You won’t have to be alone

I will write this down for you

So you can read it
I will hold my breath for you
Till I can’t feel it
You don’t have to see me this way,
Cause this way I’m okay

I will write this down, I will write this down

Oh love, I’m tangled up again
Oh love, when does this twisting end?
When does this twisting end?

I will write this down for you
So you can read it
I will hold my breath for you
Till I can’t feel it
You won’t have to see me this way
Cause this way I’m okay

I will write this down for you,
So you can read it…

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Something Corporate – Mulligan Goes To War

April 30th, 2007

He graduated with a degree in poli-sci
Pre-meditated what he would do until he died
And then he faded into an ever rising sky
Surfaced in the air force and learned how to fly

Chorus:
Mulligan goes to War
Mulligan goes to war
The days are gone
When he can tell you what he’s fighting for
Mulligan Goes to war

Flew helicopters with the patriotic grin
Built up brick walls
Rarely letting people in
He had his pitfalls
And he lived a life of sin
That life is over now
A new one must begin… Yeah

Chorus
Mulligan goes to War
Mulligan goes to war
The days are gone

When he can tell you what he’s fighting for
Mulligan Goes to war
We all gotta go sometimes
Da DA DA DA DA HEY HEY

Made his living
Selling real estate
Met his first wife
But she came much to late
To save the low man
Who was slowly growing mad
He lost his business the economy went bad… yeah!

Chorus
Mulligan goes to War
Mulligan goes to war
The days are gone
When he can tell you what he’s fighting for
Mulligan Goes to war
To war

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Something Corporate – Not What It Seems

April 30th, 2007

A long day
If ever these questions were yours what would you say
You don’t know
But I’m writing the answers on cheap paper napkins
And now he’s turning off
And now she’s shutting down
And it’s not what it seems
Nothings the same when you give it away
No its not what it seems
It’s just what you think it is
And these fights
They climb through my veins like its mecury rising
And these nights
I seem to remember a home that was better
And now he’s turning off
And now she’s shutting down
And its not what it seems
Nothings the same when you give it away

No its not what it seems
Its just what you think it is
And now he’s turning off
His family’s breaking down
And it’s not what it seems
Nothings the same when you give it away
No it’s not what it seems
Its just what you think it is its just what you think it is
No its not what it seems
Nothings the same when you give it away
No its not what it seems
It’s just what you think it is just what you think it is
It’s just what you think it is
What you think it is

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Something Corporate – Only Ashes

April 30th, 2007

Piece by piece, and bit by bit
I’ll break this down for you, real slow
But I can’t whisper all of this
And I can’t seem to let this go

So I’ll watch the matches, turn to ashes
I’ll watch the matches, turn to ashes

I can tell its your turn, I smell the sulfur so clear
And fire’s a beautiful sound
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear
And ashes just fall to the ground
Yeah we’re only ashes

Part and part and inch my inch
You’ll have your mile when its through
Incinerate what’s left of this
And torch the part of me that’s you

So I’ll watch the matches, turn to ashes

I can tell it’s your turn, I smell the sulfur so clear
And fire’s a beautiful sound
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear
And ashes just fall to the ground
Yeah we’re only ashes

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Something Corporate – Plucked

April 30th, 2007

(This goes out to the radio stations
Going out to you…)

Lucy, I’ve confessions
I don’t think you ought to know
Lets just sit back
Forget about what’s past
You see my longs are wet with age
Beyond what I can show
This is the first time
It’s not the last
It’s not the last

And it’s been long since i’ve moved
Long since I’ve grooved on
And now my empty chorus falls on empty ears
Since I left LA days ago
The concert made me crave the shows
And times when I could be more cavalier

Don’t you look away too long
You see I’ve got something you might need
Don’t look away too long
I said you may not believe and I just may concede

Holding onto what is right
The truth escaped me twice last night
In clouds of smoke and scattered ash
With visions of an empty hall
While wiggers crowd the shopping malls

And overzealous DJ’s that ghetto blasted rap

Don’t you look away too long
You see I’ve got something you might need
Don’t look away too long
I said you may not believe and I just may concede
Hey..

(Chicka uh)

Lucy, I’ve confessions I dont think you want to know
Let’s just sit back
Forget about what’s past
You see there are places that we shouldn’t go
And not so fast

Don’t you look away too long
You see I’ve got something you might need
Don’t look away too long
I said you may not believe and I just may concede
Don’t don’t don’t don’t
Look away too long
You see I’ve got something you might need
Don’t look away too long
I said you may not believe and I just may concede

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Something Corporate – Punk Rock Princess

April 30th, 2007

Maybe when the room is empty,maybe when the bottle´s full,maybe when the door gets broke down love can break in.

Maybe when i´m done with thinking,maybe you can think me whole,maybe when i´m done with endings this can begin.

It can begin,it can begin

Chorus

If you could be my punk rock princess I could be your garage band king.you could tell me why you just don´t fit in and how you´re gonna be something.

Maybe when your hair gets darker,maybe when your eyes get wide,maybe when the walls are smaller there will be more space.
Maybe when i´m not so tired,maybe you could step inside,maybe when I look for things that I can´t eplace.

I can´t replace,i can´t replace

Chorus

If I could be your first real heartache I would do it over again.if you could be my punk rock princess,i would be your heroine.

I never thought you´d last,i never dreamed you would.you watch your life go past,you wonder if you should.

Chorus

If I could be your first real heartache I would do it over again.if you could be my punk rock princess I would be your heroine.

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Something Corporate – Rock ‘n’ Roll Band

April 30th, 2007

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,
We’d travel all over the land.
We’d play and we’d sing and wear spangly things.
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,
And we were up there on the stand,
The people would hear us and love us and cheer us.
Hurray for that rock ‘n’ roll band.

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,
Then we’d have a million fans.
We’d giggle and laugh and sign autographs,
Maybe if we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.
The people would all kiss our hands.
We’d be millionaires with extra long hair,

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.

See we just ain’t no rock ‘n’ roll band,
We’re just five kids in the sand.
With homemade guitars and pails and jars
And drums made of potato chip cans.

We’re just five kids in the sand.
Talk’n and waven’ our hands.
And dreamin’ and thinkin’ oh wouldn’t it be grand,
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.