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Suzanne Vega 99.9 F° Rock in this pocket Blood makes noise In Liverpool 99.9 F° Blood sings Fat man & dancing girl In my movie As a child Bad wisdom When heroes go down As girls go Song of sand Private goes public #1 00:00 00:01 00:14 Excuse me 00:17 If I may 00:20 Turn your attention 00:24 my way 00:27 One moment 00:30 I won't plead 00:34 It isn't much 00:37 It's what I need 00:39 And what's so small to you 00:43 is so large to me 00:48 If it's the last thing I do 00:50 I'll make you see 00:57 If you turn from me 01:00.7 You darken my sun 01:03 You snap that thin thread 01:06.5 I call my horizon 01:08 And I'd like to remind you 01:13 of something small 01:15 that the rock in this pocket 01:19 could cause your fall 01:22 And what's so small to you 01:26 Is so large to me 01:29 If it's the last thing I do 01:33 I'll make you see 01:36 So small to you 01:39 And so large to me 01:42 If it's the last thing I do 01:47 I'll make you see 01:57 02:01 I might be out like a light 02:04 extinguished in the throw 02:08 But I'll hit my mark 02:11 And you'll know 02:15 Because I'm really well acquainted 02:18 with the span of your brow 02:21 And if you didn't know me then 02:25 You'll know me now 02:27 02:28 You'll know me now 02:32 And what's so small to you 02:35 Is so large to me 02:38 If it's the last thing I do 02:43 I'll make you see 02:45 So small to you 02:49 And so large to me 02:52 If it's the last thing I do 02:56 I'll make you see 02:59 make you see 03:02 03:03 make you see 03:13 #2 00:00 00:00 00:14 I'd like to help you doctor 00:15 Yes I really would 00:16 But the din in my head 00:17 It's too much and it's no good 00:19 I'm standing in a windy tunnel 00:20 Shouting through the roar 00:21 And I'd like to give you the information 00:23 You're asking for 00:24 But blood makes noise 00:28 It's ringing in my ear 00:30 Blood makes noise 00:33 And I can't really hear you 00:34 In the thickening of fear 00:36 00:45 I Think that you might want to know 00:46 The details and the facts 00:48 But there's something in my blood 00:49 Denies the memory of the acts 00:50 So just forget it Doc. 00:51 I think it's really 00:52 Cool that you're concerned 00:53 But we'll have to try again 00:54 After the silence have returned 00:56 Cause blood makes noise 01:00 It's ringing in the ear 01:02 Blood makes noise 01:04 And I can't really hear you 01:05 In the thickening of fear 01:07 01:33 Blood makes noise... 01:35 01:41 Blood makes noise... 01:43 #3 00:00 00:04 In Liverpool 00:08 on Sunday 00:12 No traffic 00:15 on the avenue 00:19 The light is pale and thin 00:22.6 Like You 00:27.6 No sound, 00:29.5 down in this part of the town 00:35 except for the boy in the belfry 00:37.5 he's crazy 00:38.5 He's throwing himself 00:40.5 down from the top of the tower 00:44.4 like a hunchback in heaven 00:46.5 he's ringing the bells in the church 00:48.6 for the last half an hour 00:52 he sounds like he's missing something 00:54.4 or someone that he knows 00:56.5 he can't have have now 00:59 and if he isn't I certainly am 01:04 01:05.8 Homesick for a clock 01:09 that told the same time 01:14 sometimes you made no sense to me 01:22 if you lie on the ground 01:24 in somebodys arms 01:29 You'll probably swallow some of their history 01:37 And the boy in the belfry 01:39.4 he's crazy 01:40.5 He's throwing himself 01:43 down from the top of the tower 01:46 like a hunchback in heaven 01:48 he's ringing the bells in the church 01:50.5 for the last half an hour 01:53.6 he sounds like he's missing something 01:56.4 or someone that he knows 01:58 he can't have have now 02:01 and if he isn't I certainly am 02:05 02:24 I'll be the girl who sings for my supper 02:32 You'll be the monk whose forehead is high 02:39 he'll be the man who's already working 02:46 spreading a memory all trough the sky 02:53 In Liverpool on Sunday 03:00 No reason to even remember you now 03:09 Except for the boy in the belfry 03:11 he's crazy 03:12 He's throwing himself 03:14 down from the top of the tower 03:18 like a hunchback in heaven 03:20 he's ringing the bells in the church 03:22.6 for the last half an hour 03:26 he sounds like he's missing something 03:28.3 or someone that he knows 03:30 he can't have have now 03:33 and if he isn't I certainly am 03:42 03:55 In Liverpool 03:57 04:10 In Liverpool 04:12 #4 00:00 00:00 00:08 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees 00:11 Stable now, with rising possibilities 00:15 It could be normal but it isn't quite 00:18 Could make you want to stay awake at night 00:21 You seem to me 00:24 Like a man 00:26 On the verge of burning 00:28.7 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees 00:35 00:36 Pale as a candle 00:38 And your face is hot 00:42.5 And if I touch you 00:45 I might get what you've got 00:49 You seem to me 00:52 Like a man 00:53 On the verge of running 00:56 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees 01:02 01:10 Something cool 01:12 Against the skin 01:14 Is what you could be 01:17 Something cool 01:19 Against the skin 01:21 Is what you 01:23 Could be needing 01:26 01:27 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees 01:32 You seem to me Like a man On the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Something cool Against the skin Is what you could be Something cool Against your skin Is what you Could be needing 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Blood Sings When blood sees blood Of its own It sings to see itself again It sings to hear the voice it's known It sings to recognize the face One body split and passed along the line From the shoulder to the hip I know these bones as being mine And the curving of the lip And my question to you is: How did this come to pass? How did this one life fall so far and fast? Some are lean and some with grace, and some without; All tell the story that repeats Of a child who had been left alone at birth Left to fend and taught to fight See his eyes and how they start with light Getting colder as the pictures go Did he carry his bad luck upon his back? That bad luck we've all come to know And my question to you is: How did this come to pass? How did this one life fall so far and fast? When blood sees blood Of its own It sings to see itself again It sings to hear the voice it's known It sings to recognize the face Fat Man and Dancing Girl I stand in a wide flat land No shadow or shade of a doubt Whore the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand that's Covering most of her mouth Fall in love with a bright idea And the way a world is revealed to you Fat man and dancing girl And most of the show is concealed from view Monkey in the middle Keeps singing that tune I don't want to hear it Get rid of it soon MC on the stage tonight Is a man named Billy Purl He's The International Fun Boy And he knows the worth of beautiful girl Stand on the tightrope Never dreamed I would fall Monkey in the middle Keeps doing that trick It's making me nervous Get rid of it quick I stand in a wide flat land No shadow or shade of a doubt Where the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand That's covering most of her mouth Does she tell the truth? Does she hide the lie? Does she say it so no one can know? Fat man and the dancing girl And it's all part of the show Stand on the tightrope Never dreamed I could fall Monkey in the middle Keeps singing that tune I don't want to hear it Get rid of it soon Monkey in the middle Keeps doing that trick It's making me nervous Get rid of it quick (If You Were) In My Movie If you were in my movie I'd have you as the doctor Small black bag And a big black coat I'd have you make a house call To the woman You could lay your Diagnostic hand Upon her belly and her throat If you were in my movie You could be the detective You could sit behind the desk With a question on your lip Examine her for motive Investigate the scene In the ever present danger Keep the holster at your hip If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie You could be the priest Long black frock White collar at the neck You could come to the confession You could give a girl a thrill You could save her from her passion Keep her body in check If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie You could be the gangster Double-breasted pinstriped Man with the cigarette Go running down the alley With a double-crossing blond Explaining to the jury That you hadn't done anything yet If you were in my movie... As A Child As a child You have a doll You see this doll Sitting in her chair You watch her face Her knees apart Her eyes of glass In a secretive stare She seems to She seems to She seems to Have a life Pick up a stick Dig up a crack Dirt in the street Becomes a town All of the people Depend on you Not to hurt them Or bang the stick comes down And they seem to They seem to They seem to Have a life As a child You see yourself And wonder why You can't seem to move Hand on the doorknob Feel like a thing One foot on the sidewalk Too much to prove And you learn to You learn to You learn to Have a life Bad Wisdom Mother the doctor knows something is wrong Cause my body has strange information He's looked in my eyes and knows I'm not a child But he doesn't dare ask the right question Mother my friends are no longer my friends And the games we once played have no meaning I've gone serious and shy and they can't figure why So they've left me to my own daydreaming What price to pay For bad wisdom What price to pay For bad wisdom Too young to know Too much too soon Bad wisdom Bad wisdom Mother you've taught me the laws are so fine If I'm good that I will be protected I've fallen through the crack and there's no getting back And I'll never trust whoever gets elected Mother your eyes have gone suddenly cold And it wasn't what I was expecting Once I did think that I'd find comfort there And instead you've gone hard and suspecting What price to pay For bad wisdom What price to pay For bad wisdom Too young to know Too much too soon Bad wisdom Bad wisdom Mother I'm cut at the root like a weed Cause there's no one to hear my small story Just like a woman who walks in the street I will pay for my life with my body What price to pay For bad wisdom What price to pay For bad wisdom Too young to know Too much too soon Bad wisdom Bad wisdom When Heroes Go Down When heroes go down They go down fast So don't expect any time to Equivocate the past When heroes go down They land in flame So don't expect any slow and careful Settling of blame I heard you say You look out for the feet of clay That someone will be falling next Without the chance For last respects You feel the disappointment When heroes go down Man or woman revealed You can't expect any kind of mercy On the battlefield I heard you say You look out for the feet of clay That someone will be falling next Without the chance for last respects You feel the disappointment When heroes go down Man or woman revealed Do you show any kind of mercy On the battlefield? When heroes go down When heroes go down When heroes go down As Girls Go You make a really good girl As girls go Still kind of look like a guy I never thought to wonder why If I could pull this off Would I know for certain The real situation Behind the curtain So beautiful Damsel in distress Not exactly natural Stunning none the less What happened to you? To make you more girl than girls are Would you ever show or tell Cause you're so good so far You make a really good girl As girls go As girls go As girls go As girls go As girls go Let's chronicle The dark side of a life Did you ever keep the date With the steel side of the knife Doesn't matter to me Which side of the line You happen to be At any given time You make a really good girl As girls go You make a really good girl As girls go As girls go As girls go As girls go Song Of Sand If sand waves were sound waves What song would be in the air now What stinging tune Could split this endless noon And make the sky swell with rain If war were a game that a man or a child Could think of winning What kind of rule Can overthrow a fool And leave the land with no stain.