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Cake
Cake


Информация
Откуда Sacramento, California, USA
Жанры Alternative Rock
Funk Rock
College Rock
Годы 1991—н.в.
Лейблы Columbia Records
Capricorn Records
Upbeat Records
См. также Deathray
Сайт Website
Состав
John McCrea
Vince DiFiore
Xan McCurdy
Gabe Nelson
Paulo Baldi
Бывшие участники
Greg Brown
Victor Damiani
Shon Meckfessel
Pete McNeal
Todd Roper
Frank French



Альбом Cake


Showroom of Compassion (11.01.2011)
11.01.2011
1.
2.
3.
4.
What's Now Is Now (Frank Sinatra cover)
5.
6.
Teenage Pregnancy
7.
8.
9.
10.
11.
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Huge Misunderstanding (iTunes bonus track)
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The Federal Funding March (iTunes pre-order bonus track)
. . .


You'll receive the federal funding, you can add another wing
You'll receive the federal funding, you can add another wing
Take your colleagues out to dinner, pay your brother to come and sing
Take your colleagues out to dinner, pay your brother to come and sing
Sing, sing, sing

You'll receive the federal funding, you can have a hefty grant
You'll receive the federal funding, you can have a hefty grant
Strategize for the presentation, make them see that you're the man
Strategize this presentation, make them see that you're the man-a-a-an
Man, man, man-a-a-an-a-a-an, ma-ma-ma-a-an

You'll receive the federal funding, you can pass the simple test
You'll receive the federal funding, you can pass the simple test
You can access information, make them see that you're the best
You can access information, make them see that you're the be-e-est
Best, best, be-e-est, be-e-e-e-est

Yow

One, two, one, two, three, four
Man, man, man-a-a-an-a-a-an, ma-ma-ma-a-an
Man, man, man-a-a-an-a-a-an, ma-ma-ma-a-an

. . .


It's been a long time
Since I've seen your smiling face
It's been a long time
Since I've seen a su-u-u-u-u-u-unny day

It's been a long time
Since you wore your pillbox hat
It's been a long time
Since we drove your Po-o-o-o-o-o-ontiac

It's been a long time
Since you gave me bu-u-u-u-u-u-u-utterflies
It's been a long time
Since I've seen it bu-u-u-u-u-u-urning in your eyes

But I don't mind (I don't mind)
No, I don't (I don't mind)
No, I don't (I don't mind)
When I've got you next to me

It's been a long time
Since we tripped into this ditch
It's been a long time
Since we drank the ar-r-r-r-r-r-rsenic

It's been a long time
Since we've been insi-i-i-i-i-i-ide of this tomb
It's been a long time
Since you wore your e-e-e-e-e-expensive French perfume

But I don't mind (I don't mind)
No, I don't (I don't mind)
But I don't (I don't mind)
When I've got you next to me
Next to me

It's been a long time
Since I've seen your smiling face
It's been a long time
Since I've seen a su-u-u-u-u-u-unny day

. . .


You have always got to move
You're always trying to prove that
There is something new in
Everything you do

You are mostly in your car
You always seem so far
No matter where you are
You're thinking of your car

And everything you say
Is really just a play
For you to get your way
And I found out yesterday
That no matter what you say
And no matter what you do
That you have got to

You have always got to move
You're racing just to prove that
There is something new
In everything you do

You are mostly on the phone
You say you're coming home
You say you're all alone
But I know you're not alone

And everything you say
Is really just a play
For you to get your way
And I found out yesterday
That no matter what you say
And no matter what you do
That you have got to move

You have always got to move
You're racing just to prove that
There is something new in
Everything you do

You have always got to move
You're racing just to prove that
There is something new in
Everything you do

You have always got to move
You're racing just to prove that
There is something new in
Everything you do

You have always got to move
You're racing just to prove that
There is something new in
Everything you do

. . .


You should've told me when it all began
You should've told me long ago
Someday I know you're gonna find
Just one mistake is not enough to change my mind

What's now is now
And I'll forget what happened then
I know it all
And we can still begin again

And if the doubting faces made you go
It's only mine that matters now
Those looks will soon begin to fade
If you come back and show them all you're not afraid

What's now is now
And I'll forget what happened then
I know it all
And we can still begin again

Now that you know how much I understand
You have no reason to be gone
And if you feel at all like me
Just let me know, I'll make it like it used to be

What's now is now
And I'll forget what happened then
I know it all
And we can still begin again
What's now is now
And I'll forget what happened then
I know it all
And we can still begin again

. . .


Launching loony thoughts into the bending of your mind
You reach for something high but it's a mountain that you find
He's a king dust demon with an icepick smile
His music fills your feathers as you feel your passions fly

With the mustache man on the carpet of his van
You can feel your fatty tissues giving way to sweaty hands
And the woofers keep distorting and the tweeters kiss the girls
His horn-rimmed glasses look so square beneath his curls

I have wasted so much time
I have wasted so much time

He is like a politician who is practicing a speech
He is racing, he is pacing, he is sleeping on his beach
As the sky begins to darken and the waves begin to roll
You can feel the oceans rising as you're losing all control

And meanwhile back at the Candlerock Lounge
It is past 11:30 and your friends are getting down
They're applying purple eyeshadow, drinking warm beer
They're wondering where you went to when you told them you'd be here

I have wasted so much time
I have wasted so much time

I have wasted so much time
I have wasted so much, so much time
I have wasted so much time
So much, so much time

. . .

Teenage Pregnancy

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. . .


I'm so sick of you, so sick of me
I don't want to be with you
I'm so sick of you, so sick of me
I don't want to be with you

I want to fly away
I want to fly away

I'm so sick of work, so sick of play
I don't need another day
I'm so sick of work, so sick of play
I don't need another day

I need a hideaway
I need a hideaway, yeah
Oh

Hey, hey, hey
Oh

Every shiny toy that at first brings you joy
Will always start to cloy and annoy
Every camera, every phone, all the music that you own
Won't change the fact you're all alone (All alone)
Every piece of land, every city that you plan
Will crumble into tiny grains of sand
Everything you find that at first seems to shine
Always turns into the same old grind (Same old grind)

I want to fly away
I want to fly away

I'm so sick of you, so sick of me
I don't want to be with you
I'm so sick of you, so sick of me
I don't want to be with you

Every little dance, every Internet romance
All alone (All alone)
All alone
I'm so sick of you, so sick of me (Everything you find that at first seems to shine)
I don't want to be with you (Always turns into the same old grind)

. . .


Clouds hung hugely and oppressively
Over our busy little cars
Clouds hung hugely and oppressively
We didn't notice
We didn't care
We didn't notice

Driving along in our luxury cars
Down to our pretty city of stars
Down to our pretty city of stars (Stars in our eyes)
Money in pocket (Hugs on TV)
Plugs in the socket

You know it would be easy, so easy
It would be easy to
It would be easy, so easy
It would be easy to crash

Schoolteachers, bakers, bankers, congressmen
Stargazers didn't see a thing
Stockbrokers, singers, dancers, architects (Stars in our eyes)
We didn't notice
We didn't care (Hugs on TV)
We didn't notice
Plugs in the socket

You know it would be easy, so easy
It would be (It would be easy)
You know it would be easy, so easy
It would be easy to crash

It would be easy (So easy, it would be easy)
You know (It would be easy, so easy)
You know (It would be easy)
It would be easy, so easy
You know (It would be easy)
It would be easy, so easy
You know (It would be easy)
It would be easy, so easy
It would be easy to crash

. . .


I'm an unknown individual in an unattended car
Hey, welcome to Chicago or wherever you are
New York to London, Barcelona to Berlin
Sacramento, California, we are leaving again

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away

I'm circling, I'm swiveling, I'm waiting just to land
I'm trying to come home, but I'm here with the band
Traveling, unraveling, I'm staying on track
My plastic utensil has broken in half

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away

There's low visibility, gusty wind and rain
My carry-on luggage is still on the plane
Seconds turn to minutes, minutes turn to hours
Hours give you a lifetime and a grave with pink flowers

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound
Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away

Away, I'm bound
Away

. . .


The winter's chill chilled me to the bone this year
And something in my mind just got away
Being in the places where we used to be
Somehow being there without you's not the same

Parking lots, office parks, and shopping malls
And all you left were bills you hadn't paid
The winter's chill chilled me to the bone this year
And something in my mind just got away

It's all behind you now
You're moving on
They'll never find you now
You're moving on, on, on
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na

Alcohol, cigarettes, and luxury goods
Christmas lights look desperate in this room
Winter's light left me in the dark last night
And jingle bells are smothered in this gloom

Winter's trees freezing in the bitter wind
And autumn's leaves have all been blown away
Being in the places where we used to be
Somehow being there without you's not the same

It's all behind you now
You're moving on
They'll never find you now
You're moving on, on, on
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na

It's all behind you now
You're moving on
They'll never find you now
You're moving on, on, on
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da

. . .


That Italian guy over there
The one with the polyester pinstriped suit
The one with the gray hair and mustache
Must be thinking really loud thoughts
Because he's nodding and squinting and nodding and squinting
And putting down his metal cane
Like he's making a point, and it's very important indeed
Yeah, he's making a point, and it's very important indeed

Yeah, he's making a point, and it's very important indeed
Yeah, he's making a point, and it's very important indeed

. . .

Huge Misunderstanding

[Нет текста]

. . .

The Federal Funding March

[Нет текста]

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