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Prologue
01:53
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Two households, both alike in dignity
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love
And the continuance of their parents' rage
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage
The which if you with patient ears attend
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend
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2. |
Upstairs Downstairs
02:42
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Love is such a fickle thing
Give me something else to sing
Upstairs, Downstairs
Everyone can see it
I don't want it
Give it up, Romeo
Anyone could clearly tell you so
Ask me, and I'll still say no
Upstairs, Downstairs
Everyone can see it
I don't want it
Give it up, Romeo
Yeah you just turn and walk away
I don't need to know where you go
Poetry is a blind man's dream
Romance is just a Ponzi scheme
Upstairs, Downstairs
Everyone can see it
I don't want it
Give it up, Romeo
Yeah you just turn and walk away
I don't need to know where you go
Sail into the setting sun
You'll know that I was not the one
Upstairs, Downstairs
Everyone can see it
I don't want it
Give it up, Romeo
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3. |
Queen Mab
04:07
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Queen Mab, Queen Mab, your chariot waits
With pickles and dates in an oak wooden bowl
Queen Mab, Queen Mab, the shiny small stone
On my finger bone possesses your soul
But all is madness, all is for nought
They take and they take everything you’ve got
The spiders, the crickets, the worms, and the rats
Release me again, Queen Mab
Queen Mab, Queen Mab, the nightingale sings
With a grasshopper’s wings and the cricket’s black heart
The words are yours, and as they float by
In the dark evening sky, my world falls apart
When will I wake up from this despair?
I tear off my wings, and I fall from the air
From here in the darkness, wherever I am
Release me again, Queen Mab
Queen Mab, I stab
My knife in the seams
But the fabric of dreams is sewn up too tight
In the dark of the night where angels do tread
But they don’t touch a thread
For the brush of one strand on the palm of their hand
And the magic will break, and the world will unmake
And the old seven seals will melt to reveal
That the kingdom of man is an old garbage can
In the alley outside, but it's empty inside
In the dark of the night
All is madness, all is for naught
I gave you my dreams - that's all I've got
So give me the nightmares that change who I am
Release me again, Queen Mab
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4. |
Let It Burn
02:37
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I never cared about the boys
Their poetry was just white noise
Until I heard those words from your lips
I saw you, and my face went pale
My butterflies, they all set sail
Was yours the face that launched a thousand ships?
I’m alive, I’m on fire
I’m a funeral pyre
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn
I never really got love songs
They’re empty, I just hummed along
Until I saw the way you looked at me
Now something’s opened deep inside
The me I thought I knew has died
My heart is ten times what it used to be
I’m alive, I’m on fire
I’m a funeral pyre
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn
Everything makes so much sense
When you’re living in the future tense
You never have to stop and question why
Everything I thought I knew
The things I always thought I'd do
They’re all lying here on the ground
I act like I’m a simple girl
But now I want to break the world
Just strike a match and watch it all burn down
I’m alive, I’m on fire
I’m a funeral pyre
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, let it burn
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5. |
King of Cats
02:21
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You may christen me the King of Cats
And say that I’m a madman and all that
You can laugh right in my face
And call me names, but you will feel the wrath
Of the King of Cats
You come into my house, dear Romeo
Well I cannot let such an insult go
You can act so tough
But then your life can end with just a simple scratch
From the King of Cats
I will not abide this mockery
I am going to teach you that you need
To respect me
I will show you claws and fur and teeth
You knock me down, but I land on my feet
You can laugh right in my face
And call me names, but you will feel the wrath
Of the King of Cats
Of the King of Cats
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6. |
Always Mine
03:12
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A plague on both your houses
For I have died in vain
But you just talk of roses
By any other name
Will you hold your head up high
Like everything is fine?
I was not your greatest love
But you were always mine
Now you’re back in love again
Yeah, I can see that much
Does she kiss the pilgrim lips
That I could never touch?
And will you hold your head up high
Like everything is fine?
I was not your greatest love
But you were always mine
There was a time
When you looked at me so
And I thought that the sun
Shone just for me
But you don’t know
A plague on both your houses
And now I cease to be
When you’re lying in her bed
Will you think of me?
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Mercy
03:10
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There’s flies in the kitchen, they’re buzzing around
In this room, in this house, on the streets of this town
Now I, to survive, have to run away
But the flies in this kitchen, they get to stay
Please do not send me from this place
Where stray cats can still catch a glimpse of her face
And the moon and the sun still shine on her door
Did you spare my life just to punish me more?
Don't make me go where I know she won't be
Your mercy just murders me
I would give both my eyes just to see her again
For the smell of her clothes and the touch of her skin
For the sound of her voice as she whispers my name
If I have to leave, I'll go insane
I will scream at the storm, I will howl at the rain
As her memories of me all just swirl down the drain
And the rivers will flood and the world wash away
How can you think that this is okay?
Don't make me go where I know she won't be
Your mercy just murders me
Your mercy just murders me
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8. |
Poisoned Cup
03:30
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Baby hush, don’t cry, you’ll be alright
It’s been a long long day
You thought you’d spend your life with him
But please just walk away
I know it might seem cold
But fortune never favored the bold
The children who all wanted to be brave
All of them are lying in their graves
This mad assault was not his fault
You know as well as I
But this handsome stud is stained with blood
And I don’t want you to die
I know it might seem cold
But fortune never favored the bold
The children who all wanted to be brave
All of them are lying in their graves
The boy’s become a poisoned cup
It’s time you give him up
And I know you were told
To have and to hold
But I want you to grow old
Just hear me out, I know you doubt
That I was in love, too
It was hot I got burned and I lost and I learned
And I’m glad that it all fell through
I know it might seem cold
But fortune never favored the bold
The children who all wanted to be brave
All of them are lying in their graves
The boy’s become a poisoned cup
It’s time you give him up
The boy’s become a poisoned cup
It’s time you give him up
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Nate Borofsky Norman, Oklahoma
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