JOHN GRANT Glacier

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JOHN GRANT Glacier Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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You just want to live your life
The best way you know how
But they keep on telling you
That you are not allowed

They say you are sick
That you should hang your head in shame
They are pointing fingers
And want you to take the blame

There are days when people are
So nasty and convincing
They say things beyond belief
That sting and leave you wincing

And to boot they say their words
Come straight down from above
And they really seem to think
That what they're doing counts as love

This pain
It is a glacier moving through you
And carving out deep valleys
And creating spectacular landscapes
And nourishing the ground
With precious minerals and other stuff
So, don't you become paralyzed with fear
When things seem particularly rough

Don't you pay them fuckers as they say no never mind
They don't give two shits about you. It's the blind leading the blind
What they want is commonly referred to as theocracy
And what that boils down to is referred as hypocrisy

Don't listen to anyone get answers on your own
Even if it means that sometimes you feel quite alone
No one on this planet can tell you what to believe
People like to talk a lot, and they like to deceive

This pain
It is a glacier moving through you
And carving out deep valleys
And creating spectacular landscapes
And nourishing the ground
With precious minerals and other stuff
So, don't you become paralyzed with fear
When things seem particularly rough

This pain
It is a glacier moving through you
And carving out deep valleys
And creating spectacular landscapes
And nourishing the ground
With precious minerals and other stuff
So, don't you become paralyzed with fear
When things seem particularly rough

JOHN GRANT I Hate This Town

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JOHN GRANT I Hate This Town Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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Horrifying as it was for me
To see your face today,
I guess I knew that it would happen at some point.
And I dreaded it because I knew
That you would be so kind.
You're good at that you've got it right down to a science.

So you observe the strict rules laid out in the books of etiquette
And tell me you hope I enjoy my stay.
And I feel numb, and I can't believe
That I was stupid enough to leave my bed today.
If I'm so smart, then why is this happening?

You know, I hate this fucking town.
You cannot even leave your fucking house
Without running into someone who no longer cares about you--
Somebody whom you desperately want to see,
But you know it's only going to cause more grief
'Cause there is nothing left to say,
And he can't hear you anyway.

It's so confusing 'cause I really want
To hate you, but my intellect reminds me
That that doesn't make no sense.
And I wanted to be your friend,
But I couldn't pull it off in the end.
And I'm disappointed with myself because I thought I could.

But then again you always made it clear
That you do not care either way--
Which begs the question,
How can I still claim to love you?
You told me time and time again
That you don't lose--you always win--
And that to make an effort would just be beneath you.

You know, I hate this fucking town.
You cannot even leave your fucking house
Without running into someone who no longer cares about you--
Somebody whom you desperately want to see,
But you know it's only going to cause more grief
'Cause there is nothing left to say.
He can't hear you anyway.

Now, I'm packing my bags again,
And you are not inside of them.

JOHN GRANT Ernest Borgnine

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JOHN GRANT Ernest Borgnine Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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How much is enough? That's a really tough question.
You ought to give it some thought sooner or later.
Got off of the hooch and the crack and skipped the smack down--
But then you had to find yourself a lower low.

Doc ain't lookin' at me says I got the disease.
Now what did you expect? You spent your life on your knees.
It was never too late. Tell me--what were you afraid of?
Do the numbers in your head or get out your calculator.

[Chorus]
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.

Sorry that you think you had it rough in the first world.
You ought to get out a map sooner than later.
Knowledge has turned into a trap you have to slow down.
Get out of your head and spend less time alone.

But you never learn you get your labyrinth on.
You lay awake at night and think that you are getting old.
You don't need to panic now you got time to do that later.
You're the Jack who's chasing Danny outside in the snow.

[Chorus x2]
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.

I got to meet him once, and he was really, really cool.
And when I think about everything's that he's been through,
I wish he'd call me on the phone and take my ass to school.

[Chorus x2]

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.
I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do.

I got to meet him once, and he was really, really cool.
And when I think about everything's that he's been through,
I wish he'd call me on the phone and take my ass to school.

JOHN GRANT Sensitive New Age Guy

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JOHN GRANT Sensitive New Age Guy Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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Take Picasso, Otto Dix and some Salvador Dali,
Accompanied by Wagner, plus some Public Enemy.
She isn't any of these things, and she would never want to be.
She's a special kind of thing made from a secret recipe.

He had a deeper understanding of the state that we are in.
She didn't run away and hide she stayed right through the bitter end.
He demanded our attention, and we tried to do our best.
She was taking us to school, but most of us would fail the test.

[Chorus]
She's just a sensitive new age guy.
You came to the wrong place if you came to see her cry.
If you have the guts, then please look deep into her painted eyes.
You could be a better human she just wants to see you try.

He always played the good cop to her fabulosity.
Where she had been they had to replace light bulbs constantly
'Cause she could only always be the brightest in the room.
She had a special way of preaching glamour mixed with doom.

With just a simple quip she'd wipe that smirk right off your face
And replace it with a smile while demonstrating latex grace.
And with time I saw him less and less. I don't know where he went,
But it was I who ran away to some far foreign speaking place.

[Chorus x3]
She's just a sensitive new age guy.
You came to the wrong place if you came to see her cry.
If you have the guts, then please look deep into her painted eyes.
You could be a better human she just wants to see you try.

JOHN GRANT You Don't Have To

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JOHN GRANT You Don't Have To Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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Remember walking hand in hand side by side?
We walked the dogs and took long strolls to the park--
Except we never had dogs
And never went to the park.

Remember how we used to fuck all night long?
Neither do I because I always passed out.
I needed lots of the booze
To handle the pain.

You don't have to pretend to care.
You don't have to say things that you don't mean.
You don't have to pretend to care.
You don't have to say things that you don't mean.
It just embarrasses me
And makes you look like a fool.

Remember when the tenderness stopped,
And the kindness turned to pity and disgust,
And the smiles were stopped
Before they could start,

And understanding was now just a tool
(We used it every chance we got to be cruel),
And we cringed because
We couldn't make ourselves stop?

You don't have to pretend to care.
You don't have to say things that you don't mean.
You don't have to pretend to care.
You don't have to say things that you don't mean.
It just embarrasses me
And makes you look like a fool.

There are days when I think about you,
And on those days I really feel like a fool
Because you don't deserve
To have somebody think about you.

I feel so stupid 'cause I let myself down.
I acted like a motherfucking clown
At a circus
On the outskirts of town.

You don't have to pretend to care.
You don't have to say things that you don't mean.
You don't have to pretend to care.
You don't have to say things that you don't mean.
It just embarrasses me
Because you think you're so fucking cool.

JOHN GRANT Why Don't You Love Me Anymore

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JOHN GRANT Why Don't You Love Me Anymore Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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My friends all say that you're no good,
That you're not fit to shine my shoes.
They say that you are not the caliber of man
That I deserve to have.

Well, I don't know that much about guns,
But I feel like I've been shot by one.
I am ashamed 'cause I don't know myself right now
And I am 43.

The knowledge that I can't be what you need
Is cutting off my air supply.
And yet this information has not reached my heart,
And that's why I still try.

They say that I should go outside more
And drink lots of water all the time,
But that does not seem to be working
'Cause you still have not come back to me.

Why don't you love me anymore?
Tell me--why don't you love me anymore?

I feel like telling everyone
To fuck off all the time
'Cause they don't know.
I keep expecting Woody Allen
To come out from those dark shadows.

I watched Jane Eyre last night
And thought about which role
Would work the best for me.
My mind is tired, and all I'm doing now
Is worrying my friends and family

Why don't you love me anymore?
Tell me--why don't you love me anymore?
Just in case you didn't hear me
Ask before...
Tell me--why don't you love me anymore?

JOHN GRANT It Doesn't Matter To Him

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JOHN GRANT It Doesn't Matter To Him Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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If I think about it, I am successful, as it were.
I get to sing for lovely people all over this lovely world.
And I am nowhere near as awkward as I was when I was younger.
I guess I'm one of those guys who gets better looking as they age.
And even though I have felt beaten down by constant doubt,
Depression, and confusion brought about by people's actions, death, and tax forms,
I keep getting up. And I am loved by all my friends and family
Though, there have been lots of raised eyebrows
And concerned glances lately.

[Chorus]
It doesn't matter to him.
I could be anything,
But I could never win his heart again.
It doesn't matter to him.
He took away my AAA pass.
I am invisible to him.

And now I feel the soft, pink flesh of my heart hardening
To the countless possibilities contained within each day.
Vulnerability feels like a cold, wet concrete room lit with fluorescent light,
Which, as you know, makes everything look bad.
I still keep trying to figure out how I became irrelevant,
How I got myself evicted from his heart from one day to the next.
And the worst part is that, even if I got an answer right now,
It would not change anything because we have become two strangers.

[Chorus x2]
It doesn't matter to him.
I could be anything,
But I could never win his heart again.
It doesn't matter to him.
He took away my AAA pass.
I am invisible to him.

JOHN GRANT Vietnam

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JOHN GRANT Vietnam Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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To say that I'm a man undone
Is understatement at its worst.
I was completely incapacitated
By your southern charm.
It hit me like an ancient gypsy curse.
But this instrument you use with such precision--
It's like a concrete wall
A thousand meters tall.
And I've tried to climb its icy walls a million times,
But I simply cannot find inside of me
The requisite resolve.

Your silence is a weapon.
It's like a nuclear bomb.
It's like the Agent Orange
They used to use in Vietnam.
And it's accompanied by an apathy
That's deafening to the ears.
You know it is complete and perfect,
And you wield it without fear.

It isn't complicated you just don't care.
You attack me by not saying anything.
You say that you don't bring your anger to me,
But it poisons every fiber of your being.
Now you started something that you cannot finish,
And left me standing in the wreckage on my own.
And the only thing that brings me any comfort
Is the knowledge is that, no matter who you're with,
You'll always be alone.

Your silence is a weapon.
It's like a nuclear bomb.
It's like the Agent Orange
They used to use in Vietnam.
And it's accompanied by an apathy
That's deafening to the ears.
You know it is complete and perfect,
And you wield it without fear.
[x2]

JOHN GRANT GMF

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JOHN GRANT GMF Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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You could probably say I'm difficult.
I probably talk too much.
I over analyze and overthink things.
Yes, it's a nasty crutch.

I'm usually only waiting for you to stop talking
So that I can.
Concerning two-way streets, I have to say
That I am not a fan.

But I am the greatest motherfucker
That you're ever gonna meet
From the top of my head
Down to the tips of the toes on my feet.

So go ahead and love me while it's still a crime,
And don't forget you could be laughing
65 percent more of the time.
You could be laughing
65 percent more of the time.

Half of the time I think I'm in some movie.
I play the underdog of course.
I wonder who they'll get to play me.
Maybe they could dig up Richard Burton's corpse.

I am not who you think I am.
I am quite angry--which I barely can conceal.
You think I hate myself, but it's you I hate
Because you have the nerve to make me feel.

But I am the greatest motherfucker
That you're ever gonna meet
From the top of my head
Down to the tips of the toes on my feet.

So go ahead and love me while it's still a crime,
And don't forget you could be laughing
65 percent more of the time.
You could be laughing
65 percent more of the time.

I should've practiced my scales.
I should not be attracted to males.
But you said that I should learn to love myself.
Well, make up your mind, Dr. Frankenstein.

'Cause I am the greatest motherfucker
That you're ever gonna meet
From the top of my head
Down to the tips of the toes on my feet.

So go ahead and love me while it's still a crime,
And don't forget you could be laughing
65 percent more of the time.
You could be laughing
63 percent more of the time.
You could be laughing
25 percent more of the time.

JOHN GRANT Black Belt

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JOHN GRANT Black Belt Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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You are at the height of your game, aren't you?
Would you not say that you agree, baby?
You got your grift all fine tuned and sparkling.
Yeah, you got your bored look all worked out.
You are all enlightened nothin' makes you frightened.
You ain't got no time to waste on entry-level middle class.
You are supercilious, pretty and ridiculous.
You got really good taste you know how to cut and paste.

What you got is a black belt in BS,
But you can't hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore.
Hit your head on the playground at recess.
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

You know how to get what you want, don't you?
Would you not say that you agree baby?
You really think that you can school me in semantics.
I can't recommend that baby. I see through your antics.
You think you're mysterious you cannot be serious.
You got lots of time to think of new ways to deceive yourself.
You are callipygian, but look at the state you're in.
You got really nice clothes bet you didn't pay for those.

What you got is a black belt in BS,
But you can't hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore.
Hit your head on the playground at recess.
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS,
But you can't hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore.
Hit your head on the playground at recess.
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS,
But you can't hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore.
Hit your head on the playground at recess.
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS,
But you can't hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore.
Hit your head on the playground at recess.
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

JOHN GRANT Pale Green Ghosts

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JOHN GRANT Pale Green Ghosts Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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Back then I often found myself
Driving on the road at night,
And the radio was broadcasting the ocean.
Warm late Spring wind whips through my hair.
I am right here, but I wanna be there,
And no one in this world is gonna stop me.

Pale green ghosts at the end of May--
Soldiers of this black highway--
Helping me to know my place.
Pale green ghosts must take great care,
Release themselves into the air--
Reminding me that I must be aware.

I-25 and 36 to Boulder
I was getting warm, but now I'm getting colder,
And I stomp my feet--demanding like a child.
I hope you get everything you wanted boy.
I hope you conquer the world and turn it into your toy,
But don't come crying when you're forced to learn the truth.

Pale green ghosts at the end of May--
Soldiers of this black highway--
Helping me to know my place.
Pale green ghosts must take great care,
Release themselves into the air--
Reminding me that I must be aware.

Pale green ghosts at the end of May--
Soldiers of this black highway--
Helping me to know my place.
Pale green ghosts must take great care,
Release themselves into the air--
Reminding me that I must be aware.

JOHN GRANT Fireflies

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JOHN GRANT Fireflies Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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On a summer night, 1975
Maybe earlier, now I don't remember
She catches fireflies at the ice cream social
And oh
We watch them take flight

He is coming now with the rake on fire
He destroys the nest of the wasps up high
We are standing there with the fire in our eyes
And oh
We don't know what we're seeing

At the cemetery back beyond our house
There's a grave with pictures, one of him, one of her
I can smell the flowers, they died long ago
And oh
How I long for you...

JOHN GRANT Supernatural Defibrillator

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JOHN GRANT Supernatural Defibrillator Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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Boy you knock me on my ass so hard
How could I know that you was holding that ace card
When I saw you my jaw hit the floor
Now I don't want them other boys no more
You sent a laser beam of love to my soul
You made me shake so hard I lose control
My sweet director won't you give me the part
'Cause you're the one who jump started my heart

'Cause you're my supernatural defibrillator
You are my heavily re-animator
You are my super sexy stimulator
You are my loneliness exterminator

Come on baby 'fore I come on glue
Don't make me wait boy that would be so rude
You got me where I always wanted to be
Right in front of you and down on my knees
I feel like someone punched me right in my head
I need to lay down baby take me to bed
You leave me gobsmacked, dumbfounded, [?]bated?,
bound and struck, stunned and shot, fuddled, discombobulated

'Cause you're my supernatural defibrillator
You are my heavily re-animator
You are my super sexy stimulator
You are my loneliness exterminator

'Cause you're my supernatural defibrillator
You are my heavily re-animator
You are my super sexy stimulator
You are my loneliness exterminator

JOHN GRANT That's The Good News

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JOHN GRANT That's The Good News Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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[Spoken in German:]
Hallo, Johnny.
Ich bin's, du...
Ich find dein Benehmen gestern irgendwie etwas daneben.

You cannot trust me I will stab you in the back
I'll sell your grandma on the street to buy some crack
If crack is not available I'll buy gelato
You have to take things as they come that is my motto

I'm laying groundwork for your ultimate demise
But you can't see that when you look into my eyes
I have been fucked over a thousand times or two
And now I feel that I must take it out on you

[2x]
And that's the good news
That's the good news, baby

When you talk to me I am vomiting inside
I think that vomit is what killed my inner child
When I look at you I am filled with violent rage
I feel like telling you that you should act your age

All I can talk about is your ineptitude
And how that little ass of yours looks just like food
Your taste in clothing is of low concern to me
It's just a reflection of your stupidity

[9x]
And that's the good news
That's the good news, baby

Das sind die guten Nachrichten
Das sind die guten Nachrichten, Baby

JOHN GRANT Queen Of Denmark

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JOHN GRANT Queen Of Denmark Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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I wanted to change the world,
But I could not even change my underwear.
And when the shit got really, really out of hand,
I had it all the way up to my hairline,
Which keeps receding like my self-confidence--
As if I ever had any of that stuff anyway.
I hope I didn't destroy your celebration,
Or your Bat Mitzvah, birthday party or your Christmas.
You put me in this cage and threw away the key.
It was this 'us and them' shit that did me in.
You tell me that my life is based upon a lie.
I casually mention that I pissed in your coffee.
I hope you know that all I want from you is sex,
To be with someone who looks smashing in athletic wear.
And if your haircut isn't right, you'll be dismissed.
You'll get your walking papers and You can leave now.

I don't know what to want from this world.
I really don't know what to want from this world.
I don't know what it is you want to want from me.
You really have no right to want anything from me at all.
Why don't you take it out on somebody else?
Why don't you bore the shit out of somebody else?
Why don't you tell somebody else that they're selfish,
A weakling, coward, a pathetic fraud?

Who's gonna be the one to save me from myself?
You'd better bring a stun gun and perhaps a crowbar.
You'd better pack a lunch and get up really early.
And you should probably get down on your knees and pray.
It's really fun to look embarrassed all the time--
Like you could never cut the mustard with the big boys.
I really don't know who the fuck you think you are.
Can I please see your license and your registration?

I don't know what to want from this world.
I really don't know what to want from this world.
I don't know what it is you want to want from me.
You really have no right to want anything from me at all.
Why don't you take it out on somebody else?
Why don't you bore the shit out of somebody else?
Why don't you tell somebody else that they're selfish,
A weakling, coward, a pathetic fraud?

So Jesus hasn't come in here to pick you up.
You'll still be sitting right here ten years from now.
You're just a sucker, but we'll see who gets the last laugh.
Who knows? Maybe you'll get to be the next queen of Denmark.

JOHN GRANT Leopard And Lamb

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JOHN GRANT Leopard And Lamb Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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Read your letter and finally I could cry,
But I don't really understand exactly why.
I guess I cried because I knew it was the end.
No more hating now just learning to begin.

Learning how to crawl across a floor that's covered with glass.
Learning how to look away and never to look back.

I cannot fathom how we dragged on for so long.
And I think we both know which one of us was wrong.
But now I'm asked to act as if I didn't feel
Anything from you, my friend, and it's a bitter pill to swallow

You're right, this world is cold, and all that I can do
Is banish every thought of you because you are so cruel.

Watch the Simpsons to remember how you laugh.
I miss your dark blue eyes and staring at your back,
My leopard, my lamb.

You're right, this world is cold, and all that I can do
Is banish every thought of you because you are so cruel.
Like learning how to crawl across a floor that's covered with glass.
Like learning how to look away and never to look back.

JOHN GRANT Caramel

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JOHN GRANT Caramel Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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My love is the rarest jewel,
And he grounds me with his love.
My love--he is rich like caramel,
And he moves me from above.

He sees me with tiger eyes,
And that�s where I make my home.
His heart is a shield, which protects me from the vilest foe.
His smile's an elixir, which heals the wounds of my darkest years.
When my love is quiet, I consider him, and he drives away my fears.

My love--he reveals himself with tenderness and grace.
My love has constructed with his arms for me the safest place.
His laughter destroys my doubts and lifts me up so high.
?His voice it is soothing like a warm breeze on a Summer night.
?When he envelops me, I give myself to him, and my soul takes flight.

JOHN GRANT Jesus Hates Faggots

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JOHN GRANT Jesus Hates Faggots Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born,
Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes.
There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own.
It could only come from the mastermind of lies.

I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life
'Cause I believed the lies about me were the truth.
It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realize that you've been had.
It's enough to make a guy like me feel sad

'Cause you tell me that
Jesus, he hates fruit loops, son.
We told you that when you were young.
Or pretty much anything you want him to
Like sitcoms, pedophiles, and kangaroos.
Morons who cut in line,
Three-bean salad and parking fines.
And when we win this war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.

The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do--
It turns my brain to jelly every time.
The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick,
And I think that I might be about to commit a crime.

And you tell me that
Jesus, he hates homos, son.
We told you that when you were young.
Or pretty much anything you want him to
Like coco puffs, red cars, and Jews.
Postal clerks who waste your time.
Weight loss shakes and the local news.
And when we win the war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.

'Cause Jesus--
He hates faggots, son.
We told you that when you were young.
Or pretty much anyone you want him to
Like niggers, spics, redskins, and kikes.
Men who cannot tame their wives.
Weaklings, cowards and bull dykes.
And when we win the war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.

JOHN GRANT Outer Space

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JOHN GRANT Outer Space Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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I still don't know what I'm looking at
'Cause I've never seen anything like this before.
I have a friend who's an astronomer,
And he says he cannot help me
'Cause he doesn't have a clue.

I think that you must be from outer space--
Maybe from somewhere beyond the stars.
I think you must be extraterrestrial
'Cause you can open up the heavens for me
With just one smile, just one smile, just one smile.

What is that sound coming out of your mouth
(Cause I've never heard anything like that before)?
It sounds like a language from another galaxy.
I wanna thank you 'cause you opened the door.

I think that you must be from outer space--
Maybe from somewhere beyond the stars.
I think you must be extraterrestrial
'Cause you can open up the heavens for me
With just one smile, just one smile, just one smile.

JOHN GRANT It's Easier

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JOHN GRANT It's Easier Lyrics, singer by JOHN GRANT

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I don't know who I thought I was.
I guess I tried to love you because I thought I could afford
To take the risk and take a chance.
I do not know who I thought I was fooling.
I must have felt invincible in your arms
Like I could take the whole world on

But it's easier for me to believe that you are lying to me
When you say you love me and when you say you need me.
Yes, it's easier for me to walk away and get on with my life
If I believed that you were deceiving me,
If I believed that you'd be leaving me one day, be leaving me one day.

I wish that I could make you see, but clearly that is not to be,
'Cause you will not be swayed by me, you've made it clear, you must be free.
I would have sacrificed for you, I would have been so loyal and so true,
But gifts this precious can't be offered up by fools

And it's easier for me to believe that you are lying to me
When you say you love me and when you say you need me.
Yes, it's easier for me to walk away and get on with my life
If I believed that you were deceiving me,
If I believed that you'd be leaving me one day, be leaving me one day.

What's done is done, I cannot change the way I feel.
And what's more, I am certain that I don't regret a single thing.
But sometimes I really miss your sweet, sweet love
And wish that I'd wake up, and this would all be just a dream.

Yes, it's easier for me to believe that you are lying to me
When you say you love me and when you say you need me.
Yes, it's easier for me to walk away and get on with my life
If I believed that you were deceiving me,
If I believed that you'd be leaving me one day, be leaving me one day,
Be leaving me one day.