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You can look, but you can't touch
I don't think I like you much
Heaven knows what a girl can do
Heaven knows what you've got to prove

I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it

Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

I fall down just to give you a thrill
Prop me up with another pill
If I should fail, if I should fold
I nailed my faith to the sticking pole

I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it
I think I'm paranoid
And complicated

Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

Paranoid
I think I'm paranoid

Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me
Maim me, tame me, you can never change me
Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me
Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right

Bend me
Break me
Any way you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right.

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I found her number and the note she wrote

Deep in the pocket of a real old coat

It just got by me some way

I must've had a real bad day

 

Said she was all moved in

And her apartment sure looked fine

Suggested I come by

And see her some time

Said all her fixtures were new

And I'll turn them on for you

 

She said I get home at a quarter to six

I'll be waiting for your call

I'll fix you something I'm sure you're gonna love

But we don't have to, we don't have to eat at all

 

That's one of the problems of life on the road

Little notes like this ain't got no area code

I don't know what else to say

I'm having a real bad day

 

She said I get home at a quarter to six

I'll be waiting for your call

I'll fix you something, I'm sure you're gonna love

But we don't have to, we don't have to eat at all

 

That's one of the problems of life on the road

Little notes like this ain't got no area code

I don't know what else to say

I'm having a real bad day

I don't know what to say

I'm having a real bad day

 

(N.B.: original composition 1990, well before the ubiquity of cell phones)

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Persephone

I will keep this brooding brief

for it is fate and not just my belief 

that keeps you coming back to me

 

Persephone

I will smolder in this grief

for time is very fine a thief

but he cannot steal from destiny

 

I will stand and I will fight 

with all my might here on the line between 

the darkness and the light

til at last i have thee in my custody

 

Persephone

 

Persephone

Return the symphony to this drone

the rainbow to the monochrome

and love

to the damned

what we might be to what I am 

Persephone

 

I will stand and I will fight

with all my might here on the line between

the darkness and the light

til at last I have thee in my custody

 

Persephone

 

And should the mortals dare design

to keep you ever theirs and never mine

should they in the name of liberty

enslave you to their needs

your ransom has been paid

with seven pomegranate seeds

 

Persephone

 

Persephone

 

Persephone

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Roll on thunder shine on lightnin' the days are long and the nights are frightnin'
Nothing matters anyway and that's the hell of it
Winter comes and the winds blow colder well some grew wiser you just grew older
And you never listened anyway and that's the hell of it

 

Good for nothin' bad in bed nobody likes you and you're better off dead goodbye
We've all come to say goodbye goodbye

Born defeated died in vain
Super destruction you were hooked on pain and tho' your music lingers on
All of us are glad you're gone
If I could live my life half as worthlessly as you
I'm convinced that I'd wind up burning too

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We're through being cool
We're through being cool

 

Eliminate the ninnies and the twits
Going to bang some heads
Going to beat some butts
Time to show those evil spuds what's what

 

If you live in a small town
You might meet a dozen or two
Young alien types who step out
And dare to declare:

 

We're through being cool
We're through being cool

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