well it's a fine line, and it makes a world of difference
well it's a fine line, where the ways of the world are multiplied
in the first place pure precept must be upon precept
line upon line, precept upon precept...
yeah it's a fine fine fine fine line
it just takes a minute in the middle of a life
when you give it all, or give it all away
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i decided today gonna close that door and walk away
won’t even think about it not gonna look back
just don’t care about it said i just don’t care
throwin away the key cause i’m not gonna need it
no way it can bother me there’s just no way
whatever happens in there it’s not my fault
don’t even wanna know won’t give it a thought
see i haven’t even talked about it
you’re the one that brought it up
you know it doesn’t affect me at all
i can’t remember what it is
you know it’s not fair
never asked for this too much to take
been slammin at the door all day, screamin at the tip of my tongue
crying in excruciating pain, such a useless waste of lung
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you make me think of things i think i'd never think of ever
you take me to the place i knew but i did not remember
make me think everything is an omen to me now
like i expected, isn't everything somehow
so far connected, like the way you make me think
i like the way you make me think
you fake me out and take me in to make the boring better
you make me think of things i think i'd never think of ever
and if you ever really wanted to take me out and break me i don't know
i never had to ask or try too hard and it's fairly available
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i keep checking the clocks and reading the maps even though
i've got no time and no place to go, at least i thought so
so i think of all the times we had with those surefire plans and mental notes
at least i thought so
some comin true and some fallin through all the cracks
well i got so busy, too smart to ask, at least i thought so
and so i finally figured out what those surefire plans were all about
at least i thought so
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i'm never falling tumbling slipping or tripping in love again
i said hearts closed until further notice
little did i consider that even love had fallen out of technology
unknown to me cupid had long since traded in that futile wooden bow
for the rapid fire automatic metal
i'm back again being very good friends
trying hard not to notice this row of holes
currently appearing accross my chest
lyrics by Elayne Carringer
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there was a time when shakespeare was cutting edge and harmony was illegal
even the flintstones and star trek are still stuck
with the same set of problems
you can sell your soul to the devil or lease it from the lord
for your fifteen minutes
not too deep, just a little over my head please
that good old human behaviour, in style forever
man versus himself, man, or nature, please tell me another
your choice today is either amnesia or an evil twin
and he's a stinker
and you can kick him in the groin, hah, that's funny, he deserved it
okay now, a step on the moon or a slip on a banana peel?
watch for that crotch, ha, that's funny, you didn't deserve that
that brand new human behaviour, in style forever
man versus himself, man, or nature, let's just watch each other
it's all vaudeville
ladies and gentlemen, please direct your attention to the center ring
for our presentation of the same old thing!
hey, happy yellow brick road, take time out to follow the money trail
good luck with an awkward puberty before going bald
at least there will always be the weather, always on, always changing
don't do anything i wouldn't do, at least not better
it's that good old human behaviour, still in style forever
man versus himself, man, or nature, now you know the future
it's all vaudeville
title / theme
by Michael Macmann
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