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• You Faded - Chavez
• Top Pocket Man - Chavez
• Tight Around The Jaws - Chavez
• The Guard Attacks - Chavez
• Repeat The Ending - Chavez
• Relaxed Fit - Chavez
• Pentagram Ring - Chavez
• Our Boys Will Shine Tonight - Chavez
• New Room - Chavez
• Nailed To The Blank Spot - Chavez
• Memorize This Face - Chavez
• Little Twelvetoes - Chavez
• Lions - Chavez
• Hack The Sides Away - Chavez
• Flight '96 - Chavez
• Que Bonita A Sua Roupa - Chaves
• Boa Noite Vizinhanca - Chaves
• Barulhos Da Cidade - Chaves

But I crave your moments always
You got kissed enough in our ways
Built to space, here
Browned out
let it slip... seem to lack...?
...across my eyes
Giving names to things I'm tired of
Driven by the fear of knowing no great shapes, dear
Brought out
Let it slip, in heat, call out my name
and I'll be hated far and wide
You faded
Like I teach you to burst
Brought out
But I crave your moments always
When I die with both my hands full
I'll make shapes, dear
Browned Out
Let it slip, in heat, call out my name
And I'll be hated far and wide
You faded
Like I teach you to curse
Brought out

Now for how long,
Could you be top pocket man?
Now for how long,
Could you keep the glass shield tight around you?
Try and fill your lungs with the shards you walk through
I won, I won
Wash out your lungs
Light up your gongs
Right all your wrongs
I won, I won
Tickets back to where you came from
I won
All the tears you tried to keep
Now for how long,
Could you kill to fall asleep
Now for how long,
Can you...
With the first clue
Went with the next cue
Always finding

He erased the phase, you're halfway through.
Stacked up debts, cash for regrets
And the good times you had, well they just weren't yours
We saw who dropped you off a block from the store
His drilling will stick, now we can predict
The excuses you'll make, and whose words they'll all take
Up against the odds
Tight around the jaws
Say goodbye to the team, said the separator
(I'm not sure on this line)
You'll learn to sell out what you bought into
You'll come to second-guess the smile she just gave you
I'm here to tell you, you're playing with dolls
And making explosion sounds, everyone heard
I can't see how we're worth getting over
Overall, we will be lower
Thank the separator
The best parts are in coming later

Burning through the gates
The doorman takes your chinese star
Hiding in the stacks, the guard attacks
And nails you hard
Chattering in these excited states
Your uncertain age gives me the shakes
Send me a taste, in the case
That my heart can only kill me
Make this go fast, I want it now
I want it now
Excited states
Send me a taste, in the case
That my heart can only kill me
Make this go fast
I want it now, there's damage to report

Left alone with shadows,
This is when he smiles.
Just as I get started,
He repeats the ending,
Sucking in his breath
As he holds me down.
It occurs to me to pray.
And I'm always ending.
Yeah I'm always ending.
What could I do? What could I do?
What could I do? What could I do?
Man sized boy -
Punish me with all his jokes,
And I've got no smokes to spare,
And I've got no room to breathe.
And I've got no patience.
Tapping on my chest to see
If I act scared or light or leave -
And then if I let him tap again,
I will always be here -
Be all blasted open.
What could I do? What could I do?
What could I do? What could I do?
Man sized boy -
I'm all blasted open.
I've got hope for all the messes
Who are cold and blasted open.
I got told, and I believe it,
To repeat the ending.
Left alone with shadows,
This is when he smiles.
Just when I got started,
He repeats the ending.

Laid down by the debt we owe to the man
Outsized in match his skills
Gotta lay the beat down
Drop a dime outside
Like the boy down Lo
All this time felt like
Hanging like a badass
Only I can tell
Only I can tell
Only I can tell, Relax!
Cheap jabs in his eyes I stand and supply weak lines
For beat Xerox, hate it but it looks good
I don't like that style
I don't like that style
I don't like that style, Relax!
It only goes around so long
I always make these jokes too long
If we get bold they might go on
We don't hope
We don't choke
If it glides then only I can throw relaxed fits
I don't like that style
I don't like that style
I don't like that style
Hate it but it looks good
Hate it but it looks good
Hate it but it looks good

Pack what I lack I don't ever get paid
I got a pentagram ring and I'm loving it
I ground (x5)
Keep your hands around the coils
Keep your hands around the coils You could lead you kids
to Rome
We're leaving home
We're leaving home for good
You could lead you kids to Rome
You could lead you kids to Rome
You can say "We're serving up another dose"
When they're picking up your clothes
Soon you'll all be Closed!
Never leave your knife alone

Wrap it around you
(That this found to)?
Go on and...
Wrap it around you
(That this found to)?
Go on and...
Our boys will shine tonight
Go on, move along
You can't leave home without one on
Be sure, be warm, be wrong
Now that you've found new channels to go through
Go on and...
Knock off the ? to what you want's new
Go on, move along
You're safe from what you deserve
You've paid to have my word
Our boys will shine tonight
Wrap it around you

may light fall upon you and lead you to your home
may I not look on you and take you for my own
for what fell upon you all my dim views couldn't help
first light in a new room
if at first sight that I wake to doesn't feel right or
doesn't feel new
feels just like today
then on that day what can I go buy that I can take to
make this go by?

played out what was the cause
stayed up just to sleep straight through it
who threw out what I collected?
nailed to the blank spot where it got lost
when I paid attention hearing what I've never seen before
thinking nothing more and I won't find it
it's a holy ghost
where were you when it just left?, yeah
nailed to the blank spot where it got lost
I can't buy attention
I can't pay and knowing that it's here
all this time we knew that you were onto something

Hung out on the gates
Look up through the grates
Memorize this face
Better days will haunt you
They will say he wants to own you
Find the other ways
To slip the light through
Better days will haunt you
Let your model home surround you
Find the other ways
To push the air through
Break the seal
My touch won't feel
Time wounds all heals
If I saw the light

Now if man had been born with 6 fingers on each hand,
he'd also have
12 toes or so the theory goes. Well, with twelve
digits, I mean
fingers, he probably would have invented two more
digits when he
invented his number system. Then, if he saved the zero
for the end,
he could count and multiply by twelve just as easily as
you and I do
by ten.
Now if man had been born with 6 fingers on each hand,
he'd probably
count: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
nine, dek, el,
doh. "Dek" and "el" being two entirely new signs
meaning ten and
eleven. Single digits! And his twelve, "doh", would be
written 1-0.
Get it? That'd be swell, for multiplying by 12.
Hey little twelvetoes, I hope you're well.
Must be some far-flung planet where you dwell.
If we were together, you could be my cousin,
Down here we call it a dozen.
Hey little twelvetoes, please come back home.
Now if man had been born with 6 fingers on each hand,
his children
would have 'em too. And when they played hide-and-go-
seek they'd
count by sixes fast. And when they studied piano,
they'd do their
six-finger exercises. And when they went to school,
they'd learn the
golden rule, and how to multiply by twelve easy: just
put down a
zero. But me, I have to learn it the hard way.
Lemme see now:
One times 12 is twelve, two times 12 is 24.
Three times 12 is 36, four times 12 is 48, five times
12 is 60.
Six times 12 is 72, seven times 12 is 84.
Eight times 12 is 96, nine times 12 is 108, ten times
12 is 120.
Eleven times 12 is 132, and 12 times 12 is 144. WOW!
Hey little twelvetoes, I hope you're thriving.
Some of us ten-toed folks are still surviving.
If you help me with my twelves, I'll help you with your
tens.
And we could all be friends.

Got so thin from one decision
Saw what goes down hasn't risen
After all this something good has got to happen
Something good's got to happen
Sleep with the lions
I stand respectfully in horror and wait
Got so thin from one decision
I wait attentively and load up my (play?)
I stand respectfully in horror and wait
to hear

Right now's the problem
'Cause I'm shooting blanks again
Something comes to twist me
And I'm getting weak again
Still disappointed
I'm choking on the past
This is just a wash-out
I'm waiting to (be last?)
Can I just pretend?
Can I just pretend?
I'll hack the sides away
I went ahead and hacked the sides away
Without respect to age
Coughing it up over man (4x)
My time is shining
And I'm clocking up again
Attempts to be impressive
Left me clocking up again
Can I just pretend?
Can I just pretend?
I chop the sides away
I went ahead and chopped the sides away
This is how you (fade?)
Coughing it up to the man (2x)
Coughing it up for the man (3x)
Look at (?)
I feel like dancing

If the glove from above could seep through
Spilling out, what a find you would be
To sleep through
To keep new
All the rust in my mouth spilling out
If the glove from above spilling out could seep through
Now that I'm getting lost, what a find you will be
To sleep through
To keep new

Que bonita a sua roupa
Que roupinha mucho louca
Nela é tudo remendado
Não vale nenhum centavo
Mas agrada a quem olhar.
Eu sou o famoso Chaves,
Todos dizem que minha roupa é remendada.
E faço tremer as bases
Com as minhas peraltices preparadas.
Que bonita é sua roupa
Que roupinha mucho louca
Nela é tudo remendado
Não vale nenhum centavo
Mas agrada a quem olhar.
Dizem a todo instante,
Que ele é mais espaçoso que um trem
Que ela é azucrinante
E tão chata como ela não há ninguém.
Que bonita a sua roupa
Que roupinha mucho louca
Nela é tudo remendado
Não vale nenhum centavo
Mas agrada a quem olhar.
O Professor visita
A vila procurando casamento.
E o seu Madruga não evita
Levar um tabefe a todo momento.
Que bonita a sua roupa
Que roupinha mucho louca
Nela é tudo remendado
Não vale nenhum centavo
Mas agrada a quem olhar.
A Pópis é muito boba.
Pra Dna. Clotilde só falta uma escova.
O Nhonho não se manca,
E o Seu Barriga leva sempre uma bronca.
Que bonita a sua roupa
Que roupinha mucho louca
Nela é tudo remendado
Não vale nenhum centavo

Quantas vezes como agora
A reunião se estendeu
Até que chegou a aurora
E nos surpreendeu
As estrelas testemunham
Nosso amor e semelhança
Boa noite, meus amigos
Boa noite, vizinhança
Prometemos despedirmos
Sem dizer "adeus" jamais
Pois haveremos de nos reunirmos
Muitas, muitas vezes mais!
Quantas vezes como agora
A reunião se estendeu
Até que chegou a aurora
E nos surpreendeu
As estrelas testemunham
Nosso amor e semelhança
Boa noite, meus amigos
Boa noite, vizinhança
Prometemos despedirmos
Sem dizer "adeus" jamais
Pois haveremos de nos reunirmos

Hoje em dia, não se pode mais passar
Por uma rua sem se escutar
Muitos ruídos, que eu posso assegurar:
Nossos ouvidos chegam ao ponto de estourar.
Algumas vezes, quais-catablam-blum-blum!
Na outra esquina, quais-cataquais-quais-quais!
Ao nosso lado, bóin-catabóin-bóin-bóin!
É um espanto, quais-quais-quais-quais-quais-quais!
Blum-catablum-blum-blum-blum-blum!
Quais-cataquais-quais-quais-quais-quais!
Bóin-catabóin-bóin-bóin-bóin-bóin!
Blum-cataquais-bóin-bóin!
Blum-catablum-blum-blum-blum-blum!
Quais-cataquais-quais-quais-quais-quais!
Bóin-catabóin-bóin-bóin-bóin-bóin!
Blum-cataquais-bóin-bóin!
A gente acorda, trim!, é o despertador!
Um carro passa, brum!, roncando o motor!
Um dos vizinhos liga alto a televisão
E do outro lado bate estaca uma construção!
Uma ambulãncia... rádio-patrulha...
Motocicletas... e os aviões!
Blum-catablum-blum-blum-blum-blum!
Quais-cataquais-quais-quais-quais-quais!
Bóin-catabóin-bóin-bóin-bóin-bóin!
Blum-cataquais-bóin-bóin!
Blum-catablum-blum-blum-blum-blum!
Quais-cataquais-quais-quais-quais-quais!
Bóin-catabóin-bóin-bóin-bóin-bóin!