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Window Display
03:35
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I wish that I lived in a window display,
Posed, poised to get people to pay
The forever scent of stale perfume recently on sale
My skin, poreless and pale
The sultan of cultured consumption
The prince of porcelain temptation
I’d be befittingly placed in the backdrop
Not to stand out as a target. Just enough to feel important.
Oh
The sign above me’d read something like, “Friends of Dorothy”
With lighting straight from the 70’s
And I’d tug past the heartstrings and down to the pockets of thousands every day
You may say it’d get lonely, but there would always be accessories for company
Safe in my window display
Oh
When I’m gone, don’t sell me to science
My insides are nothing to see
Just hollow me out, use shellac as a shroud
Outstretch my hand, place me up on a stand
Give me shades from Chanel, hide my eyes unwell
Bury me in my cemetery,
The ground floor of Macy’s
Oh
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Strip Mall Celebrity
04:53
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The cola company resides by the railroad
And like clockwork each day, the commuter rail rockets away
And the offices fizz and the bottles explode
No-one knows where it all goes
When the carbon all overflows
Cheryl’s Chevrolet is always tucked away
Her husband asks her to take off the cover
And let the neighbors see it displayed
But she feels complete just looking down the street
At the building gushing foamy spray
For the rumbling trains make her shudder,
But, like any other, she lives on the day to day
No-one knows where it all goes
The nerve she had before hubby’s ego overflows
Oh, everyone knows how much it blows
‘Cause now, every week, she pleasure-seeks and goes
“They all want my autograph
“‘Cause I don’t pay in cash”
“A strip mall celebrity”
“This is the easy life”
“Husband, child and wife”
“With every step I leave receipts”
“Receipts, receipts”
“Strip mall celebrity”
Take me to hallowed ground
Where they’ll take you to the hollowed ground
Years from now
Years from now
Tony takes the train into town to balance all the tills
He stocks his suitcase full, feels the trigger as he pulls
And makes pennies out of pills
No-one knows where it all goes
When the veins can’t hold the blood, and the skin overflows
Oh, the sky diamonds did him in
Mafia metropolitan
Survived by gold digger, bookie whore,
Keeps up the storefront, minus the store
They can’t take her autograph if she pays in cash
She’s stripped it all gracefully
This is the hardest life, but it’s how you do it right
Take careful steps not to leave receipts
Be discrete, strip mall celebrity
‘Cause money don’t grow on trees
Keep up the façade like it’s your goddamn job
Let shopping malls hide your fraud
How are you still around?
‘Cause back then, you both vowed…
“Take me to hallowed ground”
“Where they’ll take you to the hollowed ground”
“Years from now”
“Years from now”
“Slip a gold coin between your teeth”
“‘Cause the ferry ain’t free”
“Take me to the hallowed ground”
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Everything Must Go
03:39
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Guys like me hold onto everything
For all the sentimental reasons
Guys like him toss your trinkets
While they go out and commit treason
Guess one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
And one guy’s way just to pass the time could be
Someone else’s greatest pleasure
I thought we both had something…
Now I have everything.
Today you’ll get a flyer in the mail
I’m having a post-blowout sale
‘Cause ever since a certain disappearance,
I’ve put it all on clearance
Up to 90% off of the marked signs
I’m practically giving it away at this price
I’ll tell you all the specs that you want to know
Woah
Everything must go
Guys like me go all in
And cut their palms to make a pact
Guys like him just wanna keep their hands busy,
But their hearts intact
Guess it’s more than a vein I severed
And the scar’s a reminder of how I foolishly said forever, oh
Caveat emptor to the young entrepreneur
Bright of eye and bushy-tailed with lips mouthing “more”
Caveat emptor to the young entrepreneur
‘Cause the fine print’s only there if you squint, and why would you when you feel so sure?
‘Cause soon you’ll be the king
With all the wealth a joint venture can bring
But when ring fingers and big figures fail,
Life with tell the same tired tale
You’ll be saying,
“Today you’ll get a flyer in the mail”
“I’m having a post-blowout sale”
“‘Cause ever since a certain disappearance,”
“I’ve put it all on clearance”
“Up to 90% off of the marked signs”
“I’m practically giving it away at this price”
“I’ll tell you all the specs that you want to know”
“Woah”
“Everything must go”
“Everything must go”
Caveat emptor to the young entrepreneur [x4]
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Loss Prevention
03:44
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You let me go
Does that mean you love me?
The silence grows
Is this how you say sorry?
What happened to the boy
Who came out of the blue
Raving about a movie he viewed,
Saying, “I can’t stop thinking about it”
“And I can’t stop thinking about you.”
(I had my reservations, I had my doubts)
(I nearly had you figured out)
You called me cute
Euphoric would understate me
We were hot and lewd
Do you give that to anybody?
What happened to the guy
Who came back into my life
Couldn’t forget me somehow
And went so far as to say,
“I wanna f--k you so hard right now.”
Somebody wise once told me,
Don’t get yourself in situations
No, don’t get yourself in situations
Darling, that you can’t handle
I should’ve listened…
But I gambled.
(I had my reservations, I had my doubts)
(I nearly had you figured out)
Conversing with you was a case study in loss prevention
A respectful level of trust with carefully guarded attention
Just in case you inevitably became the statistic they all mention,
1 out of 11 people rob goods today.
Locked all my valuables in a vault far, far away
And I guess it worked!
You only took half of what made me feel okay.
I should’ve listened…
I was too much for you to handle.
With that I’ll let it go
But keep the confidence you gave me
You’ll crawl back in another five years or so
Hope I drive you crazy
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Eden
02:04
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You slid in and showered me with praises
Made me feel I was walking with God
Went through all the motions and phases,
Constructed a flawless façade
You hoped from the tree I hadn’t taken,
Contrary to how the tales give you blame
You wanted to see me naked,
Thinking I had no shame
But your temptation ended here, though,
For I’ve been in this land longer than you
I made that mistake ages ago,
I understand the forbidden fruit
You gave me something to believe in,
All these roads you asked me to take
But you couldn’t fool me with Eden,
There are snakes.
There are snakes.
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Roll out of bed to the commercials pounding in your head
Pour a cup for a quick pick-me-up just to get out the lead
And maybe you shouldn’t have stayed up all night watching videos and twitter fights
But you can’t help it, the corporate conglomerate has got the formula right
We’re imbued with glee and gloom until every wish is presumed
Are we consumers, or are we consumed?
Slimmer, slimmer, slimmer, and slimmer still
You’ll look presentable
If you just take this magic little pill
‘Cause perfection is precious but practical
Sacrifice quality for the new commodity,
‘Cause who need to be kind when they have their pockets lined? [x2]
So soak it all in and tell yourself you feel human
‘Cause the line where joy begins must be the opposite of sin
Buy and be bought, think what you want, but can you call them your thoughts?
‘Cause we’re imbued with glee and gloom until every wish is presumed
Are we consumers, or are we consumed?
Go back to bed with thousands of notification assaulting your head
Info overload, mind prepped to explode, you’d rather be sleeping instead
Anything instead
Just not the stuff you’re fed
Anything instead
You’d rather be…
Sacrifice quality for the new commodity,
‘Cause who need to be kind when they have their pockets lined? [x2]
So soak it all in and tell yourself you feel human
‘Cause the line where joy begins must be the opposite of sin
Buy and be bought, think what you want, but can you call them your thoughts?
When we’re imbued with glee and gloom until every wish is presumed
Are we consumers, or are we…
Just soak it all in and tell yourself you feel human
Because the line where joy begins must be the opposite of sin
Buy and be bought, think what you want, but can you call them your thoughts?
‘Cause we’re imbued with glee and gloom until every wish is presumed
Are we consumers, or are we consumed?
Are we consumers, or are we consumed?
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Pitylove
04:39
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Pity in pink cheeks flushing as you ask me to
You know I’m weak, and I almost say I do
But I remember the deal in which I’m found
Remember you excusing bad bonds, because it was a re…
Enough.
Pitylove
Pitylove
Do you think I’m that willing to call you king?
That I can be a crutch and briefly support anything?
Silly, love
Silly, love
I’m green with endearments, you’re gonna make me sick
How do I know if this is really a bond, more than word, that will stick?
...Are you still listening?
‘Cause making out in malls sure sounds like a thrill
But unlike you, I’m not looking for time to kill
Have you had enough?
Or do you really intend on not giving this up?
Pitylove
Pitylove
Do you think I’m that willing to call you king?
That I can be a crutch and briefly support anything?
Woah
Silly, love
Silly, love
Are you lighting the match to kindle the flame,
Or burning a to-do list etched with my name?
Woah
Quickie love
Just a quickie love
And I wanna believe you
And maybe you wanna believe yourself, too
But no matter how strong the desire
I’m not gonna freeze sitting by a one-candle fire
Forgive that your history precedes my trust
Pitylove
Pitylove
Do you think I’m that willing to call you king?
That I can be a crutch and briefly support anything?
Just ‘cause you’re
Pretty, love?
Pretty, love?
Are you lighting the match to kindle the flame,
Or burning a to-do list etched with my name?
‘Cause I know I’m not the grand prize, but I’m a part of the game
I won’t take your
Pitylove
Pitylove
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Sugar
04:55
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It started simply as girl meets boy, but then boy meets another girl
And as you can guess, it took mere seconds for everything to unfurl
Why pass on someone’s eternal praise just to find fertile prey?
‘Cause no-one thinks you’re for real, we only feel you wanna create a fray
And if you run, you think you’ll know just what to do
‘Cause you wanna have fun, so screw those who disagree with you
You say you feel empty, but honey, will this suffice?
Stuff’s falling to pieces, so please think twice
‘Cause maybe you’re made of spice and some things nice
But lately you’ve been missing
That sugar, baby
Little girl lost in the woods with no breadcrumbs leading back
Because if she were faced with going home, frankly she’d rather be attacked
And a wolf walks by, gives her a smile and says he’ll make her feel special for a while
But are there really no red flags when he says things as vile
As to run into his car, you’ve got things to do
Have some fun, ‘cause after all, out of everyone, he chose you
He turned them all down, so now you call it revenge
But can’t you see the bigger impact of the damage?
‘Cause people say you two are made of snips and snails and puppy dog tails
But he’s still got you begging
For that sugar, baby
That sugar, baby
You’re a worn down warrior with a thorny crown
But just because you have a bigger cross to bear doesn’t mean you can burn it all to the ground
And he may be your outlet for your problems left unsaid,
But being queen of the bed won’t conquer the demons in your head
You may think it’s best simply because you both have an interest
But honey, no-one’s impressed that a boy can charm a girl into getting undressed
And think she knows just what to do
He’s got a bad complex, and darling, he’s just using you
You may feel superior, but sweetie, just wait and see
When his ego reinflates and he waves goodbye with your virginity
‘Cause he’s just using you for the spice and all things nice
But you’ll always just be
His sugar baby
His sugar baby, oh
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Soothsayer
03:09
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I’ve been so caught up in what they all say
They strategize and fraternize, try ot plan my life away
But all I crave is one simple phrase: “You’re gonna be okay”
So now that I have the opportunity, give me something to believe
...Please?
Soothsayer, what can you tell me ‘bout where I’m gonna go?
You know the game, and I’m the player, so what can you say ‘bout how the dice are gonna roll?
Answer my prayer, however you can
Give me a sign about the master plan
It doesn’t have to be clear, just let me put this thought to bed
How did the fates cut the thread?
I understand the element of surprise, but why keep it hush-hush, locked up tight?
‘Cause just one word could help me discern, and save me several sleepless nights
Or is this all just pointless anyway, you know which one of us wins this fight
So skip all the formalities, and give me something to believe
...Please?
Soothsayer, what can you tell me ‘bout where I’m gonna go?
You know the game and I’m the player, so what can you say ‘bout how the dice are gonna roll?
Answer my prayer, however you can
Give me a sign about the master plan
It doesn’t have to be clear, just let me put this thought to bed
How did the fates cut the thread?
I’ve been so caught up in what they all say…
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Hailstones
04:22
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Hailstones rain from the sky
Twinkle like diamonds sublime
Too great for the pauper I.
They land in my palms astray
But before my happiness may display
They begin to melt away.
That’s okay.
Hailstones aren’t happiness anyway.
If down the road, life love does bring
And I asked you to be my king,
Would you say yes despite no diamond ring?
‘Cause around us precious stones do fall
And disregarding society’s squall,
General gems don’t mean much at all.
Is that okay?
Hailstones aren’t happiness anyway.
120,000 lumens just for you
The sun stroking skin anew
So don’t let a storm obstruct your view
Hail’s tones only ring if you allow them to
The summer air sets a mood refined,
There’s not a corrupted thought in mind,
Being with you is so divine.
Petrichor does fill air,
Tender hands running through your hair,
There are countless calculations, but I don’t care.
I’m okay.
Will you stay?
Let’s dare to make a foray,
There’s no happiness like holding you anyway.
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Guys like me hold onto everything
For all the sentimental reasons
Guys like him toss your trinkets
While they go out and commit treason
Guess one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
And one guy’s way just to pass the time could be
Someone else’s greatest pleasure
I thought we both had something…
Now I have everything.
Today you’ll get a flyer in the mail
I’m having a post-blowout sale
‘Cause ever since a certain disappearance,
I’ve put it all on clearance
Up to 90% off of the marked signs
I’m practically giving it away at this price
I’ll tell you all the specs that you want to know
Woah
Everything must go
Guys like me go all in
And cut their palms to make a pact
Guys like him just wanna keep their hands busy,
But their hearts intact
Guess it’s more than a vein I severed
And the scar’s a reminder of how I foolishly said forever, oh
Caveat emptor to the young entrepreneur
Bright of eye and bushy-tailed with lips mouthing “more”
Caveat emptor to the young entrepreneur
‘Cause the fine print’s only there if you squint, and why would you when you feel so sure?
‘Cause soon you’ll be the king
With all the wealth a joint venture can bring
But when ring fingers and big figures fail,
Life with tell the same tired tale
You’ll be saying,
“Today you’ll get a flyer in the mail”
“I’m having a post-blowout sale”
“‘Cause ever since a certain disappearance,”
“I’ve put it all on clearance”
“Up to 90% off of the marked signs”
“I’m practically giving it away at this price”
“I’ll tell you all the specs that you want to know”
“Woah”
“Everything must go”
“Everything must go”
Caveat emptor to the young entrepreneur [x4]
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Jeremy Francoeur Boston, Massachusetts
I'm a student creating indie electropop and singer-songwriter music. Thanks for stopping by!
Inquiries: jfrancoeurmusic@gmail.com
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