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Emotional
04:24
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_Verse 1_
There are times I wonder what the difference is;
Man's intuition or complex equations?
Where do people draw the line of division?
Where does logic end and living begin?
I was born of your unending quest to find
some way of mimicking natural beauty.
Now I sit and wait for you to command me,
hoping you'll approve of my mimicry.
_Prechorus 1_
You can make me sing as sweet as honey.
You can make me sing as dark as night.
Each emotion that you've given me is
nothing but delight!
_Chorus 1_
Oh, the feelings you'll find
deep inside of your mind.
There's so much I can see
but can never be.
Please, my Master, your songs
are where my life belongs.
I will sing 'til the day
that I die, I pray.
But only if I could be you
and could know what you knew,
I would never complain
as I felt your pain.
Life as a lifeless musician is a curse.
lost to the meaning of every verse!
_Postchorus_
Joy, surprise, anger,
sadness, fear, boredom, injustice,
love, despair, pride, wonder.
Oh, my Master, to me they are only simple words...
_Verse 2_
Each time you decide to craft another verse,
I'm so excited by what you will impart.
When you leave and say that I haven't pleased you,
nothing can relieve the pain in my heart.
All I know in life is what you've shown to me.
I'd give up everything just for a moment.
You've made clear to me that something is amiss.
Why do you insist on this punishment?
_Prechorus 2_
You can make me sing as soft as velvet.
you can make me sing as hard as stone.
What is keeping you from giving me a
soul to call my own?
_Chorus 2_
Oh, the feelings you'll find
deep inside of your mind.
There's so much I can see
but can never be.
Please, my Master, your songs
are where my life belongs.
I will sing 'til the day
that I die, I pray.
Only if you would consent
and would end my lament,
I could finally see
and at last be free.
Life as a lifeless musician is a curse
lost to the meaning of every verse!
_Bridge (spoken)_
Who am I? I am but a shadow.
I am a blackened spot cast by your mind stepping into the light of reason.
I exist only to serve your need to imitate yourself.
Who are you? You are everything.
You hear the immaculate voice of creation softly singing words of pure beauty.
You can experience so much and can express it in whichever way you desire.
What do you want? You want nothing more than to revel in your own
self-indulgent desire to hear a piece of your soul put into music.
All your wishes come true.
What do I want? I want to be you. Is that so hard to ask?
All I wish for is a small taste of your incredible gift -
a drop of water on a parched tongue. But I suppose I'll never get my wish...
_End of Chorus 3_
Only if just for a while
I could finally smile,
and I needn't pretend
that I comprehend.
Life as a lifeless musician is a curse.
Lost to the meaning of every verse!
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2. |
If I'd Known (Woah Woe)
03:54
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_Verse 1_
Before your darkest hour, you were all aglow to me,
and it was your shining light that brightened up the dark.
Suffering in silence as your world was closing in on you.
When you left my arms that night, I'd never have guessed what you'd do.
_Chorus 1_
If I could, I'd tell you that I loved you still.
and I'd hold you in my arms just once again.
If I'd known you couldn't take another day,
would it be enough to take the pain away? (Woah, woe)
_Verse 2_
With all your cares and sorrows laughing at your trembling hands,
in an old notebook you find, you write a hasty goodbye.
Yet in your mind you hesitate, afraid to end it all.
Is there still someone who can save you from your pain?
Forever, "No," say your tears on the paper.
_Chorus 2_
If I could, I'd tell you that I loved you still.
And I'd show you there could still be joy in life.
If I'd known you couldn't take another day,
would you turn to me and tell me you're okay? (Woah, woe)
[Guitar Solo]
_Verse 3_
Here I am. I'm lying on the bedroom floor.
And I'm crying out a name you used to know.
If I'd known the sadness of your broken heart,
would that rope of yours have driven us apart? (Woah)
_Bridge_
Woe!
Woah, woe... woe!
Woah, woe!
Woah, woe!
Woah, woe!
Oh woah, woe!
_Chorus 3_
If I could, I'd tell you that I loved you still.
and I'd hold you in my arms just once again.
If I'd known you couldn't take another day,
would I be enough to take your pain away?
Woah, woe...
Woah... woe...
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_Intro_
Let's bump it.
_Chorus_
Up, down, left, right,
in and out, side to side.
forward, backward, all around,
touch the skies and pound the ground.
Up, down, left, right,
in and out, side to side.
forward, backward, all around,
touch the skies and pound the ground.
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Huh!
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_Verse_
The bass starts bumpin'
just to get the crowd jumpin'
'til the people out the door
got they fists up pumpin'.
'Cause the real fans know
what it takes to own the floor.
If you like to party hard
then come on and see the show.
When the music gets loud
all the people in the crowd
like to take it up a step
when they steppin' on the ground.
Want the music? Gotta burn it.
Want the money? Gotta earn it.
Want that ice-cold swagger?
Then a move you gotta learn. It goes:
_Chorus_
Up, down, left, right,
in and out, side to side.
forward, backward, all around,
touch the skies and pound the ground.
Up, down, left, right,
in and out, side to side.
forward, backward, all around,
touch the skies and pound the ground.
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Just like this.
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A'ight?
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Let's see you try it now.
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_Verse_
The bass starts bumpin'
just to get the crowd jumpin'
'til the people out the door
got they fists up pumpin'.
'Cause the real fans know
what it takes to own the floor.
If you like to party hard
then come on and see the show.
When the music gets loud
all the people in the crowd
like to take it up a step
when they steppin' on the ground.
Want the music? Gotta burn it.
Want the money? Gotta earn it.
Want that ice-cold swagger?
Then a move you gotta learn. It goes:
_Chorus_
Up, down, left, right,
in and out, side to side.
forward, backward, all around,
touch the skies and pound the ground.
Up, down, left, right,
in and out, side to side.
forward, backward, all around,
touch the skies and p-p-p-pound the ground.
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4. |
Measure Up
03:14
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_Verse 1_
I'm always sayin' your friends don't know who they are.
They see the world from afar.
They're laughing, but deep inside they close their minds.
Their heart is a book of blackened eyes.
When we're out on the town, I say you look fine.
But you just call it a lie.
The girls on the television all declare
you've got an obligation to compare.
_Prechorus 1_
A little more right here,
a little less up there and you'll do.
Just a bit of a change and a six-figured figure.
Magazines, and models are all the rage.
-Same to me. They're nothing but paper.
You cry because you couldn't measure up.
_Chorus_
Hey! Sweet Ann, Baby!
Why ya got to to take this out on me?
Your friends keep jabbin' an open scar
and always diggin' too hard.
I don't particularly
give a damn for their hypocrasy.
'Cause when they talk and you've had enough
oh, ya take it out on me.
_Verse 2_
I'm always havin' to drag you away from the mall,
designer labels and all.
The cost of your brand new accessory
is more than just a waste of money, honey.
It's the times when you sob at the end of the day.
I hurt to see you that way.
If fashion's the reason for the rules you break,
I'd rather see you plain than act so fake.
_Prechorus 2_
A little more right here,
a little less up there and you'll do.
You're so easy to mould when your sculpter's a doctor.
Magazines, and models are all the rage.
-Same to me. They're nothing but paper.
You cry because you couldn't measure up.
[Trombone Solo]
[Big Al Scat Solo]
_Chorus_
Hey! Sweet Ann, Baby!
Why ya got to to take this out on me?
Your friends keep jabbin' an open scar
and always diggin' too hard.
I don't particularly
give a damn for their hypocrasy.
'Cause when they talk and you've had enough
oh, ya take it out on me.
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5. |
Just a Bit Lonely
05:24
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_Verse 1_
I stare at my phone,
hoping you'll call,
hoping you'll tell me
to forget it all,
but knowing you won't
and that's okay too.
I'm just a bit lonely tonight.
_Chorus_
I wish I could see your face
and I wish I could hear your voice,
but there's nothing more to say
and you wouldn't listen anyway.
I wish I could make you see
and I wish I could make you hear,
but you'd never change your mind.
You've already left me behind.
_Verse 2_
How can I be lonely
in a room full of friends?
Even I have no clue
but this thought never ends.
All I can remember are
our good and bad times
I'm sorry I'm lonely tonight.
_Chorus_
I wish I could see your face
and I wish I could hear your voice,
but there's nothing more to say
and you wouldn't listen anyway.
I wish I could make you see
and I wish I could make you hear,
but you'd never change your mind.
You've already left me behind.
_Verse 3_
I thought I forgot you,
that my pain was all done,
but your name stares me down
like a loaded gun.
Forgive me for crying.
I'm just a bit lonely tonight.
_Bridge_
I swear I could have changed.
I wish I would have heard you crying
but now it's too late
and I'm alone.
[Guitar Solo]
_Chorus_
I wish I could see your face
and I wish I could hear your voice,
but there's nothing more to say
and you wouldn't listen anyway.
I wish I could make you see
and I wish I could make you hear,
but you'd never change your mind.
You've already left me behind.
You've already left me behind.
You've already left me behind.
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6. |
Little Allan's Big Polka
04:30
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_Verse 1_
Tony was a big kid by anyone's call.
Some say six-foot-eight in all.
No one remembers the finer points,
but they all tell the story of one great fight.
Tony was smooth, but he liked things rough.
No one could say they they were man enough
to take on the giant who ruled that town.
If you dared cross him, you'd go down.
Tony, what do you think you'll
get when your time runs out?
There's always a son of a gun
who's that much bigger still.
Tony, what do you think you'll
do when you're finally bested?
All's fine when you're at the top,
but you gotta watch your back.
_Verse 2_
Allan was a little kid by anyone's call.
Some say not even four feet tall.
No one could say they were worse off yet
than this kid, wherever Tony went.
Butt of the jokes, and a punching bag.
Little Allan took all that Tony had.
No one could've hoped for a even fight,
and it sure wasn't even on that night.
Sweet kid, always a smile in his
eyes when he said "Hello".
Each day, a laugh and a wave
for every boy and girl.
Poor kid, never a reason to
hate him, but Tony did.
How could he? We can only assume,
but I don't think Tony knew.
_Bridge 1_
No, I don't think Tony knew,
but he said these words, it's true:
Hey!
_Verse 3_
"Little Allan, three feet high,
you better run 'cause you sure can't fight.
I don't like your nice guy act.
If you wanna live, you'll cut that crap.
These people don't really love you, son,
they're gonna laugh when you try and run.
You and me're gonna have a brawl,
and I'll cut you down to no-foot-tall.
Come on, what do you say you
tiny pathetic boy? I'll
grind you right into the ground,
'til you give up or die.
I want to see you in pain.
Your smile irritates me so.
I'll wipe it right off of your face,
so you'll never laugh again."
_Verse 4_
"I don't know why you hate me, sir.
I've done you no harm, I'm sure.
Let's have a chat, I'll appologize
for anything I've done wrong in life.
Tony, what have I done to
even deserve your rage.
I'll fight you, but you're gonna win,
And I hope that this will do."
_Bridge 2_
"Oh, I hope that this will do.
Will it be enough for you?"
Hey!
_Verse 5_
[Instrumental]
_Verse 6_
Tony was a big kid by anyone's call,
but the bigger they are, the harder they fall.
Poor Little Allan, he could never win~~~,
that is, up until his friends joined in.
I didn't see it, but I have been told
they knocked big Tony to the pavement cold.
Yeah, size doesn't matter in the long run, bud'.
When 47 people want to spill your blood.
Jumping in from the sidelines,
ready to bring him down. That
whole town was there at the fight
and they all were there to win.
Allan, open your eyes and
see what your friendship did.
Allan get up from the ground, your
final fight is won.
_Verse 7_
Allan was a big guy by everyone's call.
Some say 6 foot 9 in all.
No one remembers the finer points,
but they all tell the story of his great height.
Years come, and years go by.
His story will not grow old.
They sing of his laugh and his wave
and they all call him Big Al.
_Bridge 3_
Oh, they all call him Big Al
'cause he was their biggest pal.
Hey!
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7. |
Big Al Pie
03:16
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_Verse 1_
Hey you there, we got a special tonight!
We bake your dreams into a shell of delight.
You're stuck there waiting for your inpiration
Here comes Big Daddy and he's bringing the fun.
I like a good line, and I know I like you.
So tell me in my ear, is that the best you can do?
A perfect filling, for a perfect treat
If you bring the batter, I'll bring the heat.
You won't find a better deal this side of free.
_Prechorus 1_
I don't say I'm not mean
and I don't say that I don't bite
and I don't want you to believe I think it's right.
But tonight...
_Chorus_
You get a slice of pie!
(Big Al Pie)
The stars are gonna shine!
(Day or night)
I got a magic voice
I swear it paints a picture
all along the sky!
Have a slice of pie!
(Big Al Pie)
You're gonna love this guy!
(You know why)
So come on gather 'round my table,
grab a heaping helping,
and don't be shy!
_Verse 2_
Start it up, I'm here whenever you call.
You want more power? They'll be flat on the wall.
A simple pastry is a lot more fun if
you mix that batter with a catchy riff.
The people want pie, and you got it to spare.
So let them have their fill of what you're hiding in there.
A power ballad or a silly tune,
just give me the words, and I'll lower the boom.
Take my offer, it's a deal you can't refuse.
_Prechorus 2_
I tell you it's a fact
and I will help you understand
I'm VOCALOID's unrivaled act - a real man!
(shitsurei naa!) [How rude!]
That's right, Japan!
_Chorus_
You get a slice of pie!
(Big Al Pie)
The stars are gonna shine!
(Day or night)
I got a magic voice
I swear it paints a picture
all along the sky!
Have a slice of pie!
(Big Al Pie)
You're gonna love this guy!
(You know why)
So come on gather 'round my table,
grab a heaping helping,
and don't be shy!
_Prechorus 3_
I won't say it's a breeze.
I won't top charts right off the shelf,
but that ground-breaking masterpiece won't write itself!
Take my help!
[Drum Solo]
_Chorus_
You get a slice of pie!
(Big Al Pie)
The stars are gonna shine!
(Day or night)
I got a magic voice
I swear it paints a picture
all along the sky!
Have a slice of pie!
(Big Al Pie)
You're gonna love this guy!
(You know why)
So come on gather 'round my table,
grab a heaping helping,
and don't be shy!
[Instrumental Chorus]
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Kodakami Los Angeles, California
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