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Stardust
03:40
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I'll never know who I am, but neither will you.
Not through religion, or politics, or extended drug use.
'Cuz that's a question just to big to ask.
Like why are we here, and how does it end?
We're all governed by a script I never understood.
By a screenwriter who left the set and went to Hollywood.
But he doesn't have the answers.
Fame garners followers and followers garner power.
I like looking at the dead things in the sky at night.
I Waltz and Tango in their many dancing lights.
They let me see what I want to,
and for a moment I can believe that I know what I should do.
Out of all the things that don't exist you are standing here.
With your friends, and enemies, and loved ones you hold so dear.
Marvel at how lucky you are.
'Cuz you are stardust that somehow became self-aware.
I want the answer to the question of what questions I should ask.
I wanna know the lives of everyone I pass.
I want to scream at the stars, and the Moon, and the Sun,
and tell them I love them, cuz they gave birth to everyone.
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El Scorcho
03:10
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Song by Weezer
Goddamn you half-Japanese girls
Do it to me every time
Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello
And I'm jello, baby
But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me
I'm the epitome of public enemy
Why you wanna go and do me like that?
Come down on the street and dance with me
I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
I asked you to... go to the Green Day concert
You said you never heard of them (how cool is that)
How cool is that?
So I went to your room and read your diary:
Watching Grunge leg drop New-Jack through a presstable...
And then my heart stopped:
Listening to Cio-Cio San, fall in love all over again.
I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
How stupid is it? I can't talk about it
I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart
How stupid is it? Won't you gimme a minute
Just come up to me
And say hello to my heart
How stupid is it? For all I know you want me too
And maybe you just don't know what to do
Or maybe you're scared to say: 'I'm falling for you'
I wish I could get my head out of the sand
Cos I think we'd make a good team
And you would keep my fingernails clean
But that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize
Cos I can't even look in your eyes without shaking, and I ain't faking
I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon
I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
And I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
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3. |
Mary Ann
02:40
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Well they won't be laughing when they're dead,
and i'm alive in my bunker,
and i will have proper vitamin intake,
from all my cans of V8.
I will be up to date on the outside world,
'cuz of the radio in my garage,
and telescope so i can see the stars,
while you are dead in the aliens arms.
Mary Ann!
You don't need all of these cans.
Trade in aliens,
for your future plans.
I don't think you need two refrigerators,
or a pallet of wrapping paper,
and how is one steak knife going to help?
You won't be getting mail in the apocalypse,
and you don't need to fry chicken,
and even if the aliens invade,
I wouldn't knock at your door.
Mary Ann!
Aliens aren't coming soon.
So quit looking at the moon.
Mary Ann.
Mary Ann!
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4. |
Say it Ain't So
03:46
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Written by Weezer
Somebody's Heine'
Is crowdin' my icebox
Somebody's cold one
Is givin' me chills
Guess I'll just close my eyes
Oh yeah
Alright
Feels good
Inside
Flip on the tele
Wrestle with Jimmy
Something is bubbling
Behind my back
The bottle is ready to blow
Say it ain't so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain't so
My love is a life taker
I can't confront you
I never could do
That which might hurt you
So try and be cool
When I say
This way is a waterslide away from me
That takes you further every day
So be cool
Say it ain't so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain't so
My love is a life taker
Dear Daddy
I write you in spite of years of silence
You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear
This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings
Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Say it ain't so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain't so
My love is a life taker
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5. |
Blister in the Sun
01:58
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Song by The Violent Femmes
When I'm out walkin', I strut my stuff -- yeah, I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite; I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on... like I blister in the sun
Let me go on... big hands, I know you're the one
Body and beats, I stain my sheets -- I don't even know why
My girlfriend, she's at the end -- she is starting to cry
Let me go on... like I blister in the sun
Let me go on... big hands, I know you're the one
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I Love How You Love Me
02:00
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Written by Barry Mann
I love how your eyes close
Whenever you kiss me.
And when I'm away from you
I love how you miss me.
I love the way you always
treat me tenderly.
But darlin' most of all,
I love how you love me
I love how your heart beats
whenever I hold you.
I love how you think of me
without being told to.
I love the way your touch
is always heavenly.
But darlin' most of all
I love how you love me.
I love the way your touch
is always heavenly.
But darlin' most of all
I love how you love me.
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7. |
For Those Who Have Loved
00:53
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8. |
New Song
02:33
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9. |
It's in E
01:44
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The Scoots Nevada
The Scoots was a band from Carson City featuring Roo on Guitar and Vocals, Stefan on Bass, and Calvin on Cajon Box Drum.
This band camp features everything recorded during the Scoots run from 2011-2014
Artwork by Stefan and MSpaint artwork by Randy
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