Release Date: October 1, 1992
Produced by Sloan
Recorded by Terry Pullium at Soundmarket Studio in Halifax
Mixed by Dave Ogilvie at Light House Recorders in N.Hollywood
Assistant Engineering by Kevin Becka
Mastered by George Marino at Sterling Sound in Manhattan
# (C. Murphy/Sloan)
She was underwhelmed
If that's a word
I know it's not
'Cause I looked it up
That's one of those skills
That I learned in my school
I was overwhelmed
And I'm sure of that one
'Cause I learned it
Back in grade school
When I was young
She said, "You is funny"
I said, "You are funny"
She said, "Thank you"
And I said, "Never mind"
She rolled her eyes
Her beautiful eyes
The point is not the grammar
It's the feeling
That is certainly in my heart
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
We were talkin' about people
That eat meat
I felt like an ass
'Cause I was one
She said, "It's okay,"
But I felt like
I just ate my young
She is obviously a person
With a cause
I told her that I don't
Smoke or drink
She told me to loosen up
On the way to the L.C.
She skips her classes
And gets good grades
I go to my courses
Rain or shine
She's passin' her classes
While I attend mine
While I attend mine
While I attend mine
While I attend
She wrote out a story
About her life
I think it included
Something about me
I'm not sure of that
But I'm sure of one thing
Her spelling's atrocious
She told me to read
Between the lines
And tell her exactly
What I got out of it
I told her affection
Had two F's
Especially when you're dealing with me
I usually notice
All the little things
One time I was proud of it
She says it's annoying
She cursed me up and down
And rolled her R's
Her beautiful R's
She says I'm caught up
In triviality
All I really wanna know is
What she thinks of me
I think my love for her
Makes me miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
I miss the point
Hey mister...
(C. Murphy/Sloan)
Through the music
There's a dancing girl
She can be broken
In your hands
She knows you're looking at her
But that's what scares her
You're in the space that she commands
If she still likes you
You might get a call
She'll ask you why
You stood and stared
You will be hearing from her
But that should scare you
If she still likes you be prepared
Pardon me for calling
But I'm just checking in
You don't know who I am
But I know where you've been
You sit and tap your fingers
When you should tap your phone
Tap all your resources
Until she leaves you alone
She leaves you alone
This girl's got nothing on you
But that's what bugs you
'Cause you still let her get to you
Pardon me for calling
But I'm just checking in
You don't know who I am
But I know where you've been
You sit and tap your fingers
When you should tap your phone
Tap all your resources
Until she leaves you alone
She leaves you alone
(C. Murphy/Sloan)
So long, Matthew
I will miss you
There is too much to do
Or I'd go with you
It's a bad time
I haven't got a dime
So long, Alison
I now know where you've been
But I don't know where you're going
There's security in knowing
But I know some morning
Without any warning
You'll be gone
Oh, you've kissed me, kissed me
Now you're supposed to miss me
So long, Andrew
I will miss you
I just wrote you
A long note
You'd better answer
I am the cancer
Removed from you
Oh, you miss me, miss me
Now you've got to kiss me, kiss me goodbye
So long, scarecrow
At least with you I know
You're going nowhere
What do you care?
There's nothing up your sleeve
You can never leave
Why would you stay there, scarecrow?
Sorry I had to go
But I shall return
It was my turn
To get away
Someone had to stay
So I could go
I miss you most of all
Kiss me, kiss me
I can't wait until you kiss me
Until you kiss me
I can't wait 'til you kiss me
Kiss me again
(C. Murphy/Sloan)
I can't tell you what I want to
I can't tell you I can smell you a mile away
Measured arms you've flexed before
Next to a battleship
You made me mad, I made you sad
But now I'm glad you're gone
Take me on
Take me on
Count to ten, I'll be there
Tone it down, I'll be in the barrel
Point came for you to be Glenn Close to me
Can't you see I can't be
P-P-I-M-I-S-S
I assess the situation differently
You should hit the median strip
You should hit the median strip
Take me on
Take me on
Three day benders set you straight
Two flights were both on time
To fight was on your mind
Tonight I don't feel fine
Feel free to dwell on what you feel
Free to say I don't feel free
You've made me mad, and now I've had
To say that I was wrong
You should hit the median strip
You should hit the median strip
Take me on
Take me on
# (C. Murphy/Sloan)
I know it's none of my business
What you do
But you don't have a clue
He's just a friend
But he's got it out for you
I thought I should tell you
Hold this close to your chest
No one can know
He won't let his feelings show
He keeps them under wraps
Although
They would love to flow
What he never told you
Is that he would love to hold you
Take a look around
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
I don't think that
It's appropriate to cry
Here's something to wipe your eye
His only fault
Was that he was much too shy
And he didn't even try
So bein' all by yourself
Is no way to be
There's plenty of fish in his sea
It's not the end of the world
Take it from me
You can take from me
'Cause you have more to offer
Than you will ever know
Take a deep breath
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Hold me close to your chest
Before you go
There's something that you should know
Put your mouth on my back
And lightly blow
Where does the warmness go
Up to my arms and shoulders
Could I be any bolder
It looks like you have been
Taken in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
Take it in
(A. Scott/Sloan)
She comes running
Down like water
To splash around
With the ones that taught her
She's just like
That farmer's daughter
Everybody laughs at the joke
And we're laughing
She don't know
What it means
She just knows
That it's not what it seems
Everybody knows that
She's going nowhere
Everybody always tells her
How much they care
But all they really care about is
Growin' their hair
And gettin' it cut
And we're laughing
She don't know
What it means
She just knows
That it's not what it seems
She's running down much faster
Home base is around the corner
All she can hear is laughter
And that's all that's in store for her
Sliding downwards
You're the batter
That's what they say
500 up
On the ladder
She comes running
Down like water
She comes running down
Everybody knows that
She's going nowhere
Everybody always tells her
How much they care
But all they really care abou
Is cuttin' their hair
And lettin' it grow
And we're laughing
She don't know
What it means
She just knows
That it's not what it seems
She's running down much faster
Home base is around the corner
All she can hear is laughter
And that's all that's in store for her
(C. Murphy/Sloan)
Halloween
The night the artist caused a scene
The night I heard about his queen
I'm just glad my clock was clean
Hit the road
Hit the ceiling
Hit my friends
And watch while it ends
Harder harder hardest
I am the artist
That makes it easy for you
To paint you in a corner
Marcus said
Or at least he might have said
I know what it is to be sad
You should see what I once had
Eighty-three
Man that's where I'd like to be
God help me
Harder harder hardest
I am the artist
That makes it easy for you
To paint you in a corner
Alcoholic alchemy
Write a song for me
I can turn lead into gold
Just don't let me get old
La la la...
What I find
Is I can drink until I'm blind
But I don't mind
Have a heart
Just take one look at my art
It should give me amnesty
It means everything to me
Harder harder hardest
I am the artist
That makes it easy for you
To paint you in a corner
Alcoholic alchemy
Write a song for me
I have turned lead into gold
How did I get old?
(P. Pentland/Sloan)
I wrote for you
This sugartune
To help you through
What you've gotta do
When you're on the ground
And keep fallin' down
Remember how I made this sound
Sound
When you're on your own
Feeling all alone
Remember that
You've always got a home
I'm outside
Tryin' hard to hide
The fact that I'm scared
To be by your side
I know when everybody's got one
You want one too
I know when everybody's got one
You want one too
I know when everybody's got one
You want one too
I know when everybody's got one
You want one too
I wrote for you
This sugartune
To help you through
What you've gotta do
When you're on the ground
And keep fallin' down
Remember how I made this sound
Sound
# (C. Murphy/Sloan)
I remember Uncle Owen
Because his story was aimed at me
That was 1977
And I was in grade three
Since then, I got to thinking
I really can't remember
The last time I was the centre
Of the target of pop culture
You see, I'm slightly left of centre
Of the bull's eye you've created
It's sad to know that if you hit me
It's because you were not careful
Yeah, I got the middle child blues
I couldn't wear your platform shoes
But now it's safe to go back in the water
But I prefer Neptune's daughter
My older brother's pushin' forty
My kid sister's only nine
Everything he knows is retro
The only word she knows is "mine"
You see, I'm just outside of nowhere
But pretty soon, you'll be in my care
And there are just so many of you
But not enough like me to love you
# (J. Ferguson/Sloan)
Sound asleep
Asleep with the radio
Your favourite show
They play the song
The one that hits your heart
From the start
Hits your heart, from the start
Hits your heart, from the start
The melody
So sweet you want to die
Violently
Electric guitar
And a teenage superstar
In stereo
Superstar, in stereo
Superstar, in stereo
Superstar, in stereo
Superstar, in stereo
The perfect words
Sung by the perfect voice
It's the world to me
"I'm on your side"
Those were the sweetest words
You spoke to me
Sweetest words, spoke to me
Sweetest words, spoke to me
(C. Murphy/Sloan)
For what it's worth
You're on my turf
And my roots go deep
Into the earth
How deep they go
You'll never know
You'll never know
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
First it was me
And then it was you
Caught up in this lifestyle
Built for two
You know how I feel
About what you do
What do you do
I'm sorry
About the way I've acted
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
You want to be one
You want to have one
Which is it
And what is the reason
You want to be one
You want to have one
Which is it
And what is the reason
I'm sorry
About the way I've acted
I'm sorry
About the way I've acted
For what it's worth
You're on my turf
And my roots go deep
Into the earth
How deep they go
You'll never know
You'll never know
I'm sorry
About the way I've acted
I'm sorry
About the way I've acted
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
(J. Ferguson/Sloan)
Where did you go to?
And how did you get there?
Hope you come back soon
I've left you an empty room
Where did you go to?
And how did you get there?
Hope you come back soon
You've left me with plenty of room
To breathe
But I feel like I'm chokin'
You see, can't you see
Whether it's a half a mile
Or a thousand miles
Well, you won't put on your shoes
Just for something to do for me
Whether it's a half a mile
Or a thousand miles
Well, it's probably too far
More like a trip across the stars
To you
And I feel like I'm chokin'
You see, can't you see
What's there to decide?
You think that one step forward
Is one step back
Stuck on a circus ride
It always stops up in mid-air
No one even knows you're there
What's there to decide?
But I feel like I'm chokin'
You see, can't you see
What's there to decide?
You think that one step forward
Is one step back
Stuck on a circus ride
Self assured but you don't care
Don't get blinded by the glare
What's there to decide?
What's there to decide?
(C. Murphy/Sloan)
Fame and fortune
Don't interest me
Just as long as I have you
Notoriety
Wouldn't phase me
Just as long as I have you
As I have you
Just as long I have you
Just as long I have you
Wealth and success
I couldn't care less
Next to you
They leave me unimpressed
Sex and fame
Seem pretty tame
Next to knowing that you feel the same
You feel the same
Next to knowing that you feel the same
Next to knowing that you feel the same
Next to knowing that you feel the same
La la la la...
Love and romance
Don't stand a chance
'Cause I'm drinking
For the dance
Laying blame
By any other name
Would sound as sweet
As once I have you at my feet
You'll feel the shame
I will know that you will feel the shame
I will know that you will feel the shame
I will know that you will feel the shame
Feel the shame
La la la la...
(P. Pentland/Sloan)
I see you when you sleep
And I wonder what you dream
So I open up your eyes
And inside I see you
Fall around
Fall around
Like a rag doll
Suffocated by your breath
Sucked into the falling crest
Of the white wave that you ride
And inside we both
Fall around
Fall around
Just like rag dolls
On a beach of bleached white sand
The soothing motion of your hand
Pushes me to wonder why
Sometimes we both
Fall around
Fall around
Just like rag dolls
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