Social Cues by Cage the Elephant

I think it's strange when people say
You're the next big thing, you'll never fade
The slightest touch and first to fall
Sleight of the hand, modern goal
Starry-eyed child left behind
Choose your favorite vice
I don't have the strength to play nice

Hide me in the back room
Tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this bar much longer
I'll be in the back room
Tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this bar much longer
I don't know if it is right to live this way, yeah
I'll be in the back room
Tell me when it's over
People always say, "Man, at least you're on the radio"

At least you're on the radio
At least you're on the radio
At least you're on the radio

Close your eyes, don't be afraid
Take some of these, they'll ease the pain
Live fast, die young, pay the price
The best die young, immortalized
Starry-eyed children left behind
To choose their favorite vice
I don't have the strength to think twice

Hide me in the back room
Tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this bar much longer
I'll be in the back room
Tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this bar much longer
I don't know if it is right to live this way, yeah
I'll be in the back room
Tell me when it's over
People always say, "Man, at least you're on the radio"

At least you're on the radio
At least you're on the radio

Hide me in the back room
Tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this bar much longer
I'll be in the back room
Tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this bar much longer
I don't know if it is right to live this way, yeah
I'll be in the back room
Tell me when it's over
People always say, "Man, at least you're on the radio"
At least you're on the radio

HEY DUDE... I HATE TO BREAK IT TO YOU BUT YOU AINT ON THE RADIO VERY MUCH BECAUSE I HAD NEVER HEARD OF YOU UNTIL I HEARD YOU ON INDI-100. I FREQUENLY TELL MY KIDS TO FOLLOW SOCIAL CUES. THEY DONT LISTEN

Being Alive by Barbara Streisand

Someone to hold me too close.
Someone to hurt me too deep.
Someone to sit in my chair,
And ruin my sleep,
And make me aware,
Of being alive.
Being alive.

Somebody need me too much.
Somebody know me too well.
Somebody pull me up short,
And put me through hell,
And give me support,
For being alive.
Make me alive.
Make me alive.

Make me confused.
Mock me with praise.
Let me be used.
Vary my days.

But alone,
Is alone,
Not alive.

Somebody crowd me with love.
Somebody force me to care.
Somebody let me come through,
I'll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive,
Being alive.
Being alive.
Being alive!

MY SISTERS PLAYED THIS ALBUM IN OUR HOUSE UNTIL THE GROOVES WORE OFF THE RECORD WHEN I WAS A KID. UNTIL NOW I HAD NO IDEA WHAT IT WAS SAYING EXCEPT BEING ALIVE. I THINK IT IS ACTUALLY A PRETTY ACCURATE IDEA OF WHAT A LONG TERM RELATIONSHIP IS LIKE. THIS IS THE SONG ADAM DRIVER WALKED OUT OF AN INTERVIEW ON FRESH AIR BECAUSE OF. APPARENTLY HE SANG IT IN HIS MOST RECENT MOVIE AND DOES NOT LIKE TO HEAR HIMSELF. I THINK MORE LIKELY HE IS AN ENTITLED SPOILED BRAT.

Miricles by Insane Clown Posse

If magic is all we've ever known
Then it's easy to miss what really goes on
But I've seen miracles in every way
And I see miracles everyday
Oceans spanning beyond my sight
And a million stars way above em at night
We don't have to be high to look in the sky
And know that's a miracle opened wide
Look at the mountains, trees, the seven seas
And everything chilling underwater, please
Hot lava, snow, rain and fog
Long neck giraffes, and pet cats and dogs
And I've seen eighty-five thousand people
All in one room, together as equals
Pure magic is the birth of my kids
I've seen shit that'll shock your eyelids
The sun and the moon, and even Mars
The Milky Way and fucking shooting stars
UFOs, a river flows
Plant a little seed and nature grows
Niagara falls and the pyramids
Everything you believed in as kids
Fucking rainbows after it rains
There's enough miracles here to blow your brains
I fed a fish to a pelican at Frisco bay
It tried to eat my cell phone, he ran away
And music is magic, pure and clean
You can feel it and hear it but it can't be seen

Music is all magic
(Are you a firm believer in miracles)
You can't even hold it
(Do you notice and recognize miracles)
It's just there in the air
(Are you a firm believer in miracles)
Pure motherfucking magic
Right?
This shit'll blow your fucking mind
(Do you notice and recognize miracles)

Music is a lot like love, it's all a feeling
And it fills the room, from the floor to the ceiling
I see miracles all around me
Stop and look around, it's all astounding
Water, fire, air and dirt
Fucking magnets, how do they work?
And I don't wanna talk to a scientist
Y'all motherfuckers lying, and getting me pissed
Solar eclipse, and vicious weather
Fifteen thousand Juggalos together
And I love my mom for giving me this
Time on this planet, taking nothing for granted
I seen a caterpillar turn into a butterfly
Miracles ain't nothing to lie
Shaggy's little boys look just like Shaggy
And my little boy looks just like daddy
Miracles each and every where you look
And nobody has to stay where they put
This world is yours for you to explore
There's nothing but miracles beyond your door
The Dark Carnival is your invitation
To witness them without explanation
Take a look at this fine creation
And enjoy it better with appreciation
Crows, ghosts, the midnight coast
The wonders of the world, mysteries the most
Just open your mind, and it ain't no way
To ignore the miracles of every day

(Are you a firm believer in miracles)
Magic everywhere in this bitch
(Do you notice and recognize miracles)
It's all around you, you don't even know it
(Are you a firm believer in miracles)
Magic everywhere in this bitch
Shit's crazy
(Do you notice and recognize miracles,
So many miracles, the magic miracles)

Are you a firm believer in miracles
Do you have time for the miracles
Do you notice and recognize miracles
So many miracles, the magic miracles
Are you a firm believer in miracles
Do you have time for the miracles
Do you notice and recognize miracles
So many miracles, the magic miracles
Are you a firm believer in miracles
Do you have time for the miracles
Do you notice and recognize miracles
So many miracles, the magic miracles
Are you a firm believer in miracles
Do you have time for the miracles
Do you notice and recognize miracles
So many miracles, the magic miracles

WOW I WAS ALL FIXIN TO BAG ON THIS AFTER SEEIN THE VIDEO BUT ITS ACTUALLY MAKING A VERY GOOD OBSERVATION... IT SEEMS THAT WHENEVER WORDS FAIL THIS DUDE THOUGH HE THROWS IN FUCK OR FUCKIN'... 

No One Knows by Queens of the Stone Age

We get some rules to follow
That and this
These and those
No one knows

We get these pills to swallow
How they stick
In your throat
Tastes like gold

Oh, what you do to me
No one knows

And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
Ah

I journey through the desert
Of the mind
With no hope
I found low

I drift along the ocean
Dead lifeboats in the sun
And come undone

Pleasantly caving in
I come undone

And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool I
Ah

Heaven smiles above me
What a gift her below
But no one knows

A gift that you give to me
No one knows

HMMMM... I'M THINKING THESE GUYS ARE THE HOUSE BAND AT THE LOCAL METH LAB

My Sweet Lord by George Harrison

My sweet Lord
Hm, my Lord
Hm, my Lord

I really want to see you
I really want to be with you
I really want to see you Lord
But it won't take long, my Lord

My sweet Lord
Hm, my Lord
Hm, my Lord

I really want to know you
I really want to go with you
I really want to show you Lord
But it won't take long, my Lord

My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord

I really want to see you
I really want to see you
I really want to see you Lord
I really want to see you Lord
But it takes so long, my Lord

My sweet Lord
Hm, my Lord
My, my, Lord

I really want to know you Lord
I really want to go with you
I really want to show you Lord
That it won't take long, oh Lord

(Hallelujah)
Hm Lord
(Hallelujah)
My sweet Lord
(Hallelujah)
My, my, Lord
(Hallelujah)

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Aah

(Hallelujah)
My sweet Lord
(Hallelujah)
My sweet Lord
(Hallelujah)
Oh, my sweet Lord
(Hallelujah)
My sweet Lord
(Hallelujah)

I really want to see you
(Hallelujah)
I really want to be with you
(Hallelujah)
I really want to see you Lord
(Aah)
But it takes so long, oh Lord
(Hallelujah)

My sweet Lord
(Hare Krishna)
Oh, my sweet Lord
(Hare Krishna)
My sweet Lord
(Hare Krishna)
My sweet, sweet Lord
(Hare Krishna)

Oh, my, my Lord
(Hare Krishna)
Oh, my Lord
(Hare Krishna)
My sweet Lord
(Hare Krishna)
Sweet, sweet Lord
(Hare Krishna)

I THINK HE MEANS THE LORD OF DANCE... OR MAYBE HE IS REFERRING TO THE LARGE ADULT PLESURE DEVICE THAT SCOTT REFERRED TO BY THAT NAME

I Love Trash by Oscar the Grouch

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I have here a sneaker that's tattered and worn
It's all full of holes and the laces are torn
A gift from my mother the day I was born
I love it because it's trash

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I have here some newspaper thirteen months old
I wrapped fish inside it; it's smelly and cold
But I wouldn't trade it for a big pot o' gold!
I love it because it's trash

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I've a clock that won't work
And an old telephone
A broken umbrella, a rusty trombone
And I am delighted to call them my own!
I love them because they're trash

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love, I love, I love trash!

RIP Caroll Spinney