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I hope my iron's high enough
I hope they hit the vein
I hope I don't get woozy
I hope there's not much pain
I don't care if I get bruises
I don't care that I can't work out
There's just one thing that I care about
There isn't any doubt
Chorus:
I want you to have
something of mine
I want you to have
something of mine
I wanna give my living blood
I just wanna save your life
I want you to have
something of mine
Squeeze squeeze squeeze
Till I fill up my pint
Squeeze squeeze squeeze
Gonna fill up my pint
I don't even know your name
But I'm squeezing out a pint
For you
Now I'm lying in the chair
Now the needle's in my arm
Now I squeeze six times a minute
Now the blood is flowing warm
Bridge & Chorus
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2. |
Side B: Focus
03:00
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You say I’m your friend
because I don’t think I’m interesting.
What’s that even mean?
How can I be interesting, when I can’t even be seen.
Chorus:
But you put a hat on my head
and everything came into focus.
How’d you do that trick?
Was it some kind of hocus pocus?
‘Cause I was invisible
and now you’re showing me
how to be seen
how to be who I am
Bridge:
Is this some kind of spell?
Does it come with a curfew?
When the clock strikes twelve
Will I disappear?
Everybody wants your advice
your attention, your magic touch.
You know everybody
It’s easy for you, but we need it so much.
Chorus:
And you put a hat on my head
and everything came into focus.
You saw me. You see me
It’s some kind of hocus pocus.
I was invisible
and now you’re showing me
how to be real,
how to be who I am
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3. |
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Distracted driver
ran a red light (3x)
You’ll never guess what she was doin’
Talkin’ on the phone?
No no no
Textin’ all her friends?
No no no
Puttin’ on mascara?
No no no
Shavin’ her dog?
What? No!
She was eating . . . -
Oh . . . |
Corn on the cob! | (3x)
What? -
She was eating and she ran a red light
Distracted driver
blocked the crosswalk (3x)
And you’ll never guess what they were doin’
Checkin’ e-mail?
No, no, no
Watchin’ TV?
No, no, no
Trending on Twitter?
No, no, no
Building dioramas?
What? No!
They were eating . . . -
Oh . . . |
Marshmallow Peeps! | (3x)
What? -
They were eating and they blocked the crosswalk!
Distracted driver
ran off the road (3x)
You’ll never guess what he was doin’
Takin’ a selfie?
No no no
Makin’ a movie?
No no no
Doin’ Sudoku?
No no no
Tunin’ a guitar?
What? No!
He was eating . . . -
Oh . . . |
Soup with a spoon!| (3x)
What? -
He was eating and he ran off the road!
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4. |
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You say I’m your friend
because I don’t think I’m interesting.
What’s that even mean?
How can I be interesting, when I can’t even be seen.
Chorus:
But you put a hat on my head
and everything came into focus.
How’d you do that trick?
Was it some kind of hocus pocus?
‘Cause I was invisible
and now you’re showing me
how to be seen
how to be who I am
Bridge:
Is this some kind of spell?
Does it come with a curfew?
When the clock strikes twelve
Will I disappear?
Everybody wants your advice
your attention, your magic touch.
You know everybody
It’s easy for you, but we need it so much.
Chorus:
And you put a hat on my head
and everything came into focus.
You saw me. You see me
It’s some kind of hocus pocus.
I was invisible
and now you’re showing me
how to be real,
how to be who I am
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St. Rage Seattle, Washington
St. Rage is a fictional teenage garage band created by author Karen Eisenbrey in the novel The Gospel According to St Rage. Their adventures continue in Barbara and the Rage Brigade.
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