Cover di Bachelor No. 2 (or, The Last Remains of the Dodo)

Bachelor No. 2 (or, The Last Remains of the Dodo)
Album - 1999 - Debaser id 10964

di Aimee Mann

I can't do it
I can't conceive
You're everything you're
Trying to make me believe

'Cause this show is
Too well designed
Too well to be held
With only me in mind

Chorus:
And how - how am I different?
How - how am I different?
How - how am I different?

Verse 2:

I can't do it
So move along
Do you really want to wait until I
Prove you wrong?
And don't tell me -
Let me guess
I could change it all around if I
Would just say yes

Chorus:
But how am I different?
How am I different?
How am I different?

Bridge:
And just one question
Before I pack -
When you fuck it up later
Do I get my money back?

Verse 3:

I can't do it
And as for you -
Can you in good conscience
Even ask me to?
'Cause what do you care
About the great divide
As long as you come down
On the winner's side

Chorus:
And how am I different?
How am I different?
How am I different?

Coda:
Different, different, different, different
Different, different

(3x)
And just one question
Before I pack -
When you fuck it up later
Do I get my money back?
Il tuo voto:
Once upon a time
Is how it always goes
But I'll make it brief
What was started out
With such excitement
Now I gladly end with relief
In what now has become a familiar motif

That nothing is good enough
For people like you
Who have to have someone take the fall
And something to sabotage
Determined to lose it all

Critics at their worst
Could never criticize
The way that you do
No, there's no one else I find
To undermine or dash a hope
Quite like you
And you do it so casually, too

'Cause nothing is good enough
For people like you
Who have to have someone take the fall
And something to sabotage
Determined to lose it all

It doesn't really help
That you can never say
What you're looking for
But you'll know it when you hear it
Know it when you see it
Walk through the door
So you say, so you've said
Many times before

But nothing is good enough
For people like you
Who have to have someone take the fall
And something to sabotage
Determined to lose it all

Nothing is good enough....
Il tuo voto:
They're all still on their honeymoon
just read the dialogue balloon
everyone loves you--why should they not?
And I'm the only one who knows
that Disneyland's about to close
I don't suppose you'd give it a shot
knowing all that you've got

are cigarettes and Red Vines
just close your eyes, cause, baby--
you never do know
and I'll be on the sidelines,
with my hands tied,
watching the show

Well, it's always fun and games until
it's clear you haven't got the skill
in keeping the gag from going too far
So you're running 'round the parking lot
til every lightning bug is caught
punching some pinholes in the lid of a jar
while we wait in the car

With cigarettes and Red Vines
just close your eyes, cause, baby--
you never do know
and I'll be on the sidelines,
with my hands tied,
watching the show

And tell me, would it kill you
would it really spoil everything
if you didn't blame yourself
do you know what I mean?

Cigarettes and Red Vines
just close your eyes, cause, baby--
you never do know
and I'll be on the sidelines,
with my hands tied,
watching the show
watching the show
Il tuo voto:
Let's assume you were right
And play the game of charm and strange and satellite
And when we've all had our fun
Deflate the stars and put away the sun
And so, we can call it a day

'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure
So let's remove any question of cure
'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure
Baby, it's clear
From here
You're losing your atmosphere
From here
You're losing it

So let's assume it was true
'Cause baby can't lift up a hand to swear to you
And what's the use of defense
The hangers-on are too far gone for evidence
And that one was lost from the first

'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure
So let's remove any question of cure
'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure
Baby, it's clear
From here
You're losing your atmosphere
From here
You're losing it

So have it your way
Shatever makes the best résumé
Whatever you can throw in
Wash, rinse and spin til it's spun away
Okay
But I won't be sticking around

'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure
So let's remove any question of cure
'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure
Baby, it's clear
From here
You're losing your atmosphere
From here
You're losing it
Il tuo voto:
Now that I've met you
Would you object to
Never seeing each other again
'Cause I can't afford to
Climb aboard you
No one's got that much ego to spend

So don't work your stuff
Because I've got troubles enough
No, don't pick on me
When one act of kindness could be
Deathly
Deathly
Deathly

'Cause I'm just a problem
For you to solve and
Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm
But what will you do when
You run it through and
You can't get me back on the farm

So don't work your stuff
Because I've got troubles enough
No, don't pick on me
When one act of kindness could be
Deathly
Deathly
Deathly
Definitely

You're on your honor
'Cause I'm a goner
And you haven't even begun
So do me a favor
If I should waver
Be my savior
And get out the gun

So don't work your stuff
Because I've got troubles enough
No, don't pick on me
When one act of kindness could be
Deathly
Deathly
Deathly
Definitely
Il tuo voto:
Finals blew, I barely knew
My graduation speech
And with college out of reach
If I don't find a job
It's down to Dad and Myrtle Beach

Chorus 1:
So I'm bailing this town
Or tearing it down
Or probably more like hanging around
Hanging around

Verse 2:
Everyone I know is acting weird
Or way too cool
They hang out by the pool
So I just read a lot and rode my bike
Around the school

Chorus 2:
'Cause I'm bailing this town
Or tearing it down
Or probably more like hanging around
Hanging around

Bridge:
And all that I need now is someone
with the brains and the know-how
to tell me what I want... anyhow

Verse 3:
12th of June, a gibbous Moon
Was this the longest day?
I'll walk down to the bay
and jump off of the dock and watch
the summer waste away

Chorus 3:
Then I'm bailing this town
Or tearing it down
Or probably more like hanging around

Then I'm bailing this town
Or tearing it down
Or probably more like hanging around

Coda:
Hanging around
Hanging around
Hanging around
So tell me what I want
Il tuo voto:
He's a serious mister
Shake his hand and he'll twist your arm.
With Monopoly money
We'll be buying the funny farm.

So I'll do flips, and get paid in chips
From a diamond as big as the Ritz--
Then I'm calling it quits.
(Calling it quits)

Eyes the color of candy,
Lies to cover the handicap.
Though your slippers are ruby,
You'll be led to the booby trap.

And there's no prize,
Just a smaller size,
So I'm wearing the shoe 'til it fits,
Then I'm calling it quits.
Yes, I'm calling it quits.
Yes, I'm calling it quits.

Now he's numbering himself among the masterminds
(Calling it quits)
'Cause he's hit upon the leverage of valentines.
(Calling it quits)
Lifting dialogue from Judy Garland storylines
...Where get-tough girls turn into gold mines.

All those Polaroid babies,
Taking chances with rabies,
Happy to tear me to bits--
Well, I'm calling it quits.
Yes I'm calling it quits.
Yes I'm calling it quits.
Yes I'm calling it quits.
Yes I'm calling it...
Il tuo voto:
At least you know
You were taken by a pro
I know just how you feel
She talked a perfect game
Deflecting all the blame
You took the jack
And changed the flat
And got behind the wheel
Now you're
Driving sideways
Taken in by the scenery
As you're propelled along
And your companion
Will not help you to navigate
For fear she may be wrong
For fear she may be wrong

And you will say
That you're making headway
And put it in overdrive
But you're mistaking speed
For getting what you need
And never even noticing
You never do arrive
Cause you're
Driving sideways
If you roll down the window you'll see
You're where you don't belong
And your companion
Will not help you to navigate
For fear she may be wrong
For fear she may be wrong

And you're powered by
The hopeful lie
That it's just around the bend
And when this, by default
Comes screeching to a halt
Let's hope that you
Know what to do
To start it up again

Driving sideways
Hitting scan on the radio
So she can sing along
And she'll sit
Thinking you're going to handle it
Until she's proven wrong
Until she's proven wrong
Until you prove her wrong
Driving sideways
Il tuo voto:
[Aimee Mann]

So maybe I wasn't
that good a friend
but you were one of us
and I will wonder
just like anyone
if there was something
else I could've done


So maybe it's true that
your cry for help
was oh, so very faint
but still I heard
and knew something was wrong
just nothing you could put your finger on
and I will wonder
just like anyone
just like anyone
Il tuo voto:
SUSAN

by Aimee Mann

Oh Susan, you were clued-in,
you knew just how this thing would go.
A prognosis that was hopeless
from the very first domino.
I guess I see it all in hindsight.
I tried to keep perspective despite
the flash of the fuse, the smell of cordite.

Now I'm in that place again,
and I know he can't come in to get me.
And someday he will live to regret me.
Susan I can see it now.

Oh Suzie , they get to me,
they can really be wearying.
So he threw me rope and bouey,
let me use his decoding ring.
There must have been some kind of parade,
we kissed for a while to see how it fades
and pulled the pin on another grenade.

But I'm in that place again
and I know he can't come in to get me.
And someday he will live to regret me.
Suzy I can see it now.

Oh Susan, the hope of fusion
is that the halo will reappear.
It may be pure illusion,
but it's beautiful while it's here.
I had some trouble with the goodbye.
I checked my roman candle supply,
and watched the vapor-trail in the sky.

But I'm in that place again
and I know he can't come in to get me.
And someday he will live to regret me.
Susan I can see it now,
Susan I can see it now,
Susan I can ...see... it ... now.
Il tuo voto:
As we were speaking of the devil
you walked right in
wearing hubris like a medal
you revel in
but it's me at whom you'll level
your javelin

Wasn't that just our dear friend Ron?
Throwing your weight around the sun
happier now that you've become
what you hated

I'm surprised I even thought I
had half a chance
I was just one in a million
of also-rans
who was sure to be your victim
of circumstance

Once you were just our dear friend Ron
selling the soul you swore upon
spreading the word that you've become
what you hated

And if I don't understand...
well, I guess it takes all kinds

I would like to keep this vision
of you intact--
when we'd hang around and listen
to Bacharach
and you loved the world you lived in
and it loved you back

Once you were just our dear friend Ron
now you look out for number one
who would've guessed that you'd become
what you hated

And I guess it takes all kinds
Il tuo voto:
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