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The Mighty Mighty Bosstones lyrics
Album: A Jackknife to a Swan [2002]
| A Jackknife to a Swan | |
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Shortly after Evelyn
Was doused with gasoline
And just a few miles off the avenue,
A lighter flashed into a puff of smoke.
For thirty years Walter worked right there,
Five days out of every week,
That's where he watched his hometown fade
The last came fast and furious.
Just step in one direction,
Stutter step for one split second,
Faster through the intersection,
A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
When Walter's shift was over
He'd head out to catch the red line home
Two stops away his family slept
He'd be there when they got out of bed.
Destination subway station,
Someone yelled so he looked back
Five guys were heading his way
He ran to catch that last train home,
Just step in one direction,
Stutter step for one split second,
Faster through the intersection,
A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
Oh Walter ran, and did they kill Evelyn?
He had his token in his hand.
But he jumped over the turnstile
And he ran down the platform
They were hot on his heels,
An outbound was bearing down on him
Walter jumped in front of it. just...
Just step in one direction,
Stutter step for one split second,
Faster through the intersection,
A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
Just step in one direction,
Stutter step for one split second,
Faster through the intersection,
A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
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| Mr. Moran | |
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I was under the boss when they made him
And I was made a short time after that
I was under oath when I testified
I'm under government protection
Now they're calling me a rat
Mr. Moran, that's who I am
Some call me Sal, some call me Sam
Some call me when they're in a jam
'Cause I'm the man, I'm Mr. Moran
I eat punks like you, I do for breakfast
You're just a bowl of cereal to me
I might be from deep in the heart of Texas
Or maybe I'm from New York
Make that Knoxville, Tennessee
Mr. Moran, that's who I am...
They will motherfuck me in a heartbeat
But first they've got to find me to do that
I've been selling Ecstasy in Arizona
Under government protection
Now who's a fuckin' rat?
Mr. Moran...
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| Everybody's Better | |
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than I am
I think everybody's better than me
everybody's swell I guess
they're doing well some more or less
everybody's better than me I think
you know, to be king you don't need a castle
to row, back to shore can sure be a hassle
everybody's acting like I don't matter
everbody's in on the act
too many of them to avoid
it could be that I'm paranoid
I matter as a matter of fact
you know, to be king you don't need a castle
to row, back to shore can sure be a hassle
why you walk around with your head low down
the true kind rules without a crown
if your boat's afloat after the typhoon
row it safely back to the lagoon
and never mind the green grass you won't mow
or what it is you have or don't to show
or what it is you can or can't afford
the good are good without reward
you know, to be king you don't need a castle
to row, back to shore can sure be a hassle....
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| Go Big | |
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Do you wanna go big? Do you wanna go back?
Do you wanna get way ahead of yourself
With your integrity intact?
Do you wanna go on? Do you wanna go out?
Kicking and screaming while they drag you
Will you let them bind and gag you?
Do you wanna go big or not?
Give it one more great big shot
Do you wanna just give in
Or give it everything we've got?
Do you wanna go big? Do you wanna go home?
Where it is safe and it is sound
And where the safe and sound are found
Do you wanna go there? That's nowhere
Or do you wanna just go at it?
Are you telling me you've had it?
Put on your big boy pants
Tighten your grip and adjust your stance
You may have messed around
And missed your chance
You've got a safety chord
You've got the luxuries most can't afford
You may be grateful or faithful
Or jump when you're bored
Maybe I am losing my mind
Maybe I'm not and maybe I'm fine
Maybe I do, or don't give a damn
Maybe I'm not but maybe I am
Do you wanna go big
Do you wanna go big or not?
This might be our final shot
Do you wanna just give in
Or give it everything we've got?
Do you wanna go big?
Do you wanna go home?
Where it is safe and it is sound
But I won't be around
Put on your big boy pants
Tighten your grip and adjust your stance
You may have messed around
And missed your chance
You've got a safety chord
You've got the luxuries most can't afford
You may be grateful or faithful
Or jump when you're bored
Maybe I am losing my mind
Maybe I'm not, and maybe I'm fine
Maybe I do, or don't give a damn
Maybe I'm not, but maybe I am
And maybe I'm scared when baby's not here
Maybe it's not a legitimate fear
Maybe it doesn't need to be shared
Maybe it does, and baby I'm scared
Maybe I am losing my touch
And maybe I miss my baby too much
Maybe I can't hear her, baby when I'm near her
Maybe I can't, but maybe I can
And maybe my past has made me this way
Maybe it'll last, or maybe it'll go away
Maybe I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm not, and maybe I'm fine
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