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Samson You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go, I have to go Your hair was long when we first met Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonder bread And went right back to bed And the history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us And the bible didn't mention us Not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the stars came falling on our heads But they're just old light, they're just old light Your hair was long when we first met Samson came to my bed Told me that my hair was red Told me I was beautiful and Came into my bed Oh I cut his hair myself one night A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light And he told me that I'd done alright And kissed me till the morning light The morning light And kissed me till the morning light Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonder bread And went right back to bed Oh we couldn't bring the columns down Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one And the history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us Not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first On The Radio This is how it works It feels a little worse Than when we drove our hearse Right through that screaming crowd While laughing up a storm Until we were just bone Until it got so warm That none of us could sleep And all the styrofoam Began to melt away We tried to find some worms To aid in the decay But none of them were home Inside their catacomb A million ancient bees Began to sting our knees While we were on our knees Praying that disease Would leave the ones we love And never come again On the radio We heard November Rain That solo's really long But it's a pretty song We listened to it twice 'Cause the DJ was asleep This is how it works You're young until you're not You love until you don't You try until you can't You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath No, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like Then try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don't get harmed But even if it does You'll just do it all again And on the radio You hear November Rain That solo's awful long But it's a good refrain You listen to it twice 'Cause the DJ is asleep On the radio (oh oh oh) On the radio On the radio - uh oh On the radio - uh oh On the radio - uh oh On the radio Field below I wish I'd see a field below i wish I'd hear a rooster crow But there are none who live downtown And so the day starts out so slow Again the sun was never called And darkness spreads over the snow Like ancient bruises I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see your face below I wish I'd hear you whispering low But you don't live downtown no more And everything must come and go Again the sun was never called And darkness spreads over the snow Like ancient bruises I'm awake and feel the ache I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below But I wish I'd see a field below I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see a field below Hotel song Come in, come in Come into my world I've got to show Show show you Come into my bed I've got to know Know know you I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my fool Will never be my fool Floaters in my eyes Wake up in an hotel room Cigarettes and lies I am a child, it's too soon I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my fool Will never be my fool A little bag of cocaine A little bag of cocaine So who's the girl wearing my dress I figured out her number Inside a paper napkin But I don't know her address I wade downstairs The porter smiles to me a smile I've bought With a couple of gold coins A sign that I've been caught I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my dear Will never be my dear, dear friend Dear dear friend, dear dear friend