selections from: Everybody Knows
by The Well-Informed
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I Bet Everybody Knows
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We're Only Dreaming
03:39
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Daddy's Dime
03:16
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- Track Name: I Bet Everybody Knows
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Do you remember when we rode around Los Angeles?
Streets were wide, stores were closed
Two rights and then a left
The Palisades and no regrets
I bet everybody knows
Her plastic eyes are scratched and wise
Reflections of the freeway in her frames
Long boulevards, red muscle cars
"We are real California," she exclaims
Do you remember when we rode around Los Angeles?
Streets were wide, stores were closed
Two rights and then a left
The Palisades and no regrets
I bet everybody knows
Sing Brian's songs when they come on
Steal moments like a pair of little thieves
Cool canyon sun, fools on the run
"How can it be, you still believe in me?"
Do you remember when we rode around Los Angeles?
Streets were wide, stores were closed
Two rights and then a left
The Palisades and no regrets
I bet everybody knows
I bet everybody knows... - Track Name: We're Only Dreaming
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All the love you save
I want to spend it
Every night and lay
Beneath your star
Burn it bright
I want to see your face
In the morning light
And I'm holding on
Hold on to the day
We're only dreaming
If you're gonna be dreaming,
Dream of love
How can I stay
Where you are when
All the world
It fades?
Slowly going down
Your line
I can feel it too
And every time
I'm holding on
Hold on to the day
We're only dreaming
Maybe we're just dreaming
If you're gonna be dreaming,
Dream of Love
We're only dreaming
Maybe we're just dreaming
Dreamers doing some dreaming
Dream of love - Track Name: Daddy's Dime
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Your furnished loft is free of rent
Your parents gave their gold consent
You sing your bleeding heart’s lament
At open mics, on cold cement
You went
Wasting all your time
Vegan food is fine
With you and your lo-fi group
But there’s butter in that lentil soup
You act much hipper than them all
Your rolled up jeans a size too small
You crawl...
Creeping in at 9
Sleep until the night
Everything’s sublime
While you live on daddy’s dime
It bought your sense of self
And those vinyl records on your shelf
Tuition paid at NYU
You traded for a cheap tattoo
You threw...
Tantrums in your time
Mantras in your mind
Every thing’s sublime
When you live on daddy’s dime
The only days you have your fill
Of cigarettes and sleeping pills
Are Sundays when you dress to kill
And walk the dog through Cobble Hill
Monday yoga, Friday show
In your thrift store scarf and overcoat
The family sold the Hampton home
To buy the brownstone in Park Slope
You go...
Wasting all your time
Leave the world behind
Everything’s sublime
While you live on daddy’s dime...
