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Misfits
03:40
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This is where we left off
Right before lift off
Hopped a plane to Spain
Expecting not to look back
To start over and
Smell the roses
Not be so serious
Try out new poses
It’s been a while
I’ve come alive!
Think I found where I can be myself
That feeling as a kid
Jem and the Holograms
That’s cool, but I just wanna be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
Welcome back to the second act
That’s the part where you wake up in your childhood bed
How did I get here?
I can hear the laugh track
Like I hit my head
Take me back now
It’s been a while
I’ve come alive
Now I know where I can be myself
Don’t speak the language
Never fit in
No pasa nada
I just wanna be a misfit!
La la la la la always be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
If you feel you’re in the wrong boat
Better swim than sit around and float
Rip off the goddamn door
From the hinges
Don’t be stingy about it
It’s your life to live
Don’t miss it
That’s cool, but I just wanna be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
That’s cool, but I just wanna be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
That’s cool, but I just wanna be a misfit
La la la la la always be a misfit
That’s cool, but I just wanna be a misfit
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Nikki waits for the bell to ring
Kiss goodbye the chaos of today
Sneak away to La Ville Lumièr
Just because we can
Or stay right here in Madrid
Cuz it’s the best city in the land
Oh you don’t believe me?
That’s your prerogative
Don’t need a kiss from rose
To prove my happiness
The sky is alive
Look up or you’ll miss
The pink pink roses
You’re singing my life
You’re singing my life
Nikki starts to get in the groove
Saved by the bell, no longer her mood
Skip the metro
Ladies in their fur coats from the Franco days
Pretty boys walking hand in from hand
From Chueca down to Lavapiés
Don’t believe in magic
But this will do
She cracks a smile like a sliver of the moon
A Salvador Dalí dream come true
Painted with pink pink roses (You’re singing my life)
With pink pink roses (You’re singing my life)
Oh my love, my love
You skipped the light fandango
I hear the castanets
You second wind
In triple meter
Oh, me gusta mucho
Skipped that dang fandango
I hear the rent is cheap
Your lease on life
Says let's keep dancing (dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing)
Let’s keep dancing
You’re singing my life
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3. |
Churros & Chocolate
03:05
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And I’ll meet you at the counter (uh huh)
Of our favorite little diner (uh huh)
Spanish tortilla and jamon
Head and the Heart play (uh huh)
At Joy Eslava (uh huh)
Churros and chocolate after the show
(I’m ready to go)
I’m up all night
But I’ve got…no regrets (ahh, ahh)
I can’t sleep tight with churros and chocolate
Before bed
(Gone to my head!)
And I’ll meet you at the corner (uh huh)
Of the San Miguel Market (uh huh)
Take the metro to Puerto Del Sol
Eating from toothpicks (uh huh)
Greasy croquettes (uh huh)
Paper napkins do us no good at all
(Just washed these clothes!)
I’m up all night
But I’ve got…no regrets (ahh, ahh)
Patatas bravas
Burrata with balsamic
And greasy croquettes
(the best, the best)
Viva Madrid, mi corazon (ohh ohh, ohh ohh)
Wherever we go I’m at home (home home, home home)
Viva Madrid, mi corazon (ohh ohh, ohh ohh)
Wherever we go together I’m in love (love love)
I’m up all night from a long night out
But I’ve…no regrets
Menu del dia
So nice to see you
With an aperol spritz
I’m up all night
Eat what you like, do what you feel (ahh, ahh)
Pulpo a la Gallego
Like walking the Camino
Over again
I’m up all night
Dreaming of a midnight snack (ahh, ahh)
Cocido Madrileño
Churros con chocolate, I’m coming back
And I’ll meet you at the counter
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4. |
Madatchoo
02:54
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Did I stutter when I spoke?
Did I not look you in the eyes?
Seems like everything’s a joke to you
Jumped the shark so many times
Oh I’m mad at you USA
Because…it doesn’t have to be this way
I’m not even asking for
Frivolous things
You’re telling me!
We coulda had nice things
The whole, the whole time, whole time
Did I stutter
Life’s a bummer
Workin’ for that yankee dollar
Stressing out
And getting sick
But can’t afford to take a break
Oh I’m mad at you USA
Because…it doesn’t have to be this way
I’m not even asking for
High-speed trains
That’d be nice
To get away
But they’d find a way to make us work more hours in day
Things not going your way
Despite all your rage
You’re always on the go-go-go-go-go not going your way
Always on the go-go-go-go-go not going your way
You’re not alone, they say
Just pick up the phone
They work you to the bone-bone-bone-bone-bone
bone-bone-bone-bone-bone
Thing not going your way
In rat race, rat race, rat race
Yeah, we coulda had nice things
The whole time
(Always on the go-go-go-go-go not going your way)
(Always on the go-go-go-go-go not going your way)
Yeah, we coulda had nice things
The whole time
(Always on the go-go-go-go-go not going your way)
(Always on the go-go-go-go-go not going your way)
Coulda had nice things the whole time
Coulda had nice things the whole time
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Promise me
If we run away
Keep wearing that blueberry beret
Trade our old life
For a fairytale
Now we’re on our way
Meet you in a new dream
We’re on the road
To Catalonia, but you know?
As much as we love Pyrenean hobbit homes
Might as well be on the moon
Reflecting on the water
Wind in your hair like a Ramone
Wanna keep rocking out in Tossa De Mar
But we both know it’s not home
Can’t beat the view on top of Montserrat
But I forgot to wear the right shoes
Might as well be on the moon
I think about you day and night (day and night)
I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena
To help you chase that magic light (day and night)
Always wearing your blueberry beret
Never been alone
On Christmas Day before
As much as I love glühwein from a paper cup
Might as well be on the moon
Happy new year
Melting raclette on a table stove
With friends I’ve known since I was seventeen
Now baby, that feels like home
Doesn’t matter where we go
Day and night, you’re my home
Baby, that’s when I’m home
I think about you day and night (day and night)
I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena
To help you chase that magic light (day and night)
Always wearing your blueberry blueberry, blueberry beret
Why go to bed when the sun goes down? (day and night, day and night)
When in Spain we siesta by day
And fiesta under the moon
Run away in your blueberry beret (day and night, day and night)
Run away in your blueberry beret (day and night, day and night)
I think about you day and night (day and night)
I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena
To help you chase that magic light (day and night)
Always wearing your blueberry blueberry
I think about you day and night (day and night)
I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena
To help you chase that magic light (day and night)
Always wearing your blueberry, blueberry, blueberry beret
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I’m on my way
Feels right
Drawbridge up
Don’t ask me why
We want to, want to, want to
Go a little overboard
Lost my way
So many times
The wrong way
Feels right
We need to, need to, need to
Find something bigger than ourselves
But I should tell you something else
I wanna see ya in Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
Steps of the Albaicín
Lights of Sevilla (Ah ah ah ah)
Storm the gates
Late at night
Burn the bridge
A thousand times
We rumble and tumble and fumble because
It’s less scary than the light
I found my way
This time it feels right
Don’t need a map to tell me why
I need you, need you, need you to
See this place with your own eyes
So I’ll ask you one more time
I wanna see ya in Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
Steps of the Albaicín
Lights of Sevilla (Ah ah ah ah)
Cordoba people singing the macarena
I wanna see ya…Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
Now I'm on my way
That’s the price we pay
To find the beauty in a dark twisted fantasy
A state of mind
I feel the same but I’ve changed
Inside a mystery
So much history
Afraid I lost my way
Tucked away in a cave
Remember music, I knew that you were meant for me
Yeah, I miss you and me
Yeah, I miss you and me
Andalusia
Wish I could see you again
Everybody clapping to sad songs
They make me happy
That’s how we get through the pain
That’s how we get through the pain
Ahhhhh…
That’s how we get through the pain
I wanna see ya in Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
I wanna see ya in Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
I wanna see ya in Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
I wanna see ya in Andalusia (Ah ah ah ah)
I wanna see ya in Andalusia
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7. |
Have a Little Faith
03:39
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I know I look defenseless
Unprepared for this
Senseless world
And you swoop in with your kindness
But I’ve got this
On my own
Contrary to every book we read
I’m not going to
Sink in quicksand
Without a helicopter
Without a lifeline
I’ll be fine
I’ll be fine
Have a little faith in my ability to get by
Have a little faith in my ability to get by
I know you get defensive
Sensitive
On the ropes
Thank you for your kindness
But I’ll fix this
On my own
It’s not an obstacle course
I’ll get over the moat
Of vicious alligators
Without a grappling hook
I won’t be clotheslined by
‘Merican Gladiator
Malibu
Malibu
Have a little faith in my ability to get by
Have a little faith in my ability to get by
There’s no shortcut through the woods
Warp whistle
Force field
Fort Knox
Bulletproof plan
(Have a little faith, have a little faith)
There’s no skip to the sunset
Deus ex machina
Narrowly escape without a scratch
(Have a little faith, Have a little faith)
Have a little faith in my ability to get by
Have a little faith in my ability to get by
Have a little faith in my…
Have a little faith, have a little faith
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If you travel back in time
Tell the old me
Have some fun
It's raining
It's pouring
That young man is boring me to tears
And I know that the beat goes on
Drink your lemonade
Coming out of the fog
Haven’t felt this way
Since I was seventeen
Riding my bike
Like I was a golden god
Remember that feeling
Reel ‘round the fountain
I’m free-wheeling
Might throw up
From caring too much, oh oh
Hide from the sun
It’s not so serious (Serious)
Hide from the sun
We’ll walk away from everyone
Hide from the sun
It’s not so serious (Serious)
Hide from the sun
We’ll walk away
And I know that the beat goes on
Drink your lemonade
Out by the pool
Only feel this way
On holiday
Take my picture and put it on Instagram
Forget that feel feeling
Man in the mirror
Make it to the weekend
Might freak out
In the meantime, if you know, you know
Hide from the sun
You’ve got to hide from the sun
You’ve got to
Hide from the sun
That sound like anyone you knew?
The old me, the old you
Let’s have some fun
Throw caution to the wind, I know
We’ll find
We’ll find our groove
Hide from the sun
Hide from the sun
Hide from the sun
Hide from the sun
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9. |
BEST THING
03:09
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If you told me I was ready
To go steady
With the unknown, I’d say
You don’t know me
Loneliness and I me are like this
Leave me to be
In my little nest
Feeling like a crab without a shell
Why change if it’s working well
But the world keeps spinning out of control
Oh what the hell
That’s rock and rock
Hold my hand now here we go
Always the last to dive in
Now I don’t want it to end
Cuz it’s the best thing I’ve ever known
Pass me an aperol spritz
Cuz I could get used to this
Yeah, it’s the best life I’ve ever known
So we moved into the city
Feeling gritty
Room with a view
And the sound of bottles clanking
Garbage trucks coming every night
Crank up the fan
So we can sleep tight
But I’m sleeping like a baby for a start
Wrote this song on pawn shop guitar
Then it hit me like a leg of jamón
When I’m here with you
I’m home
And the best is still yet to come
The plazas filled to the brim
I’m feeling like a kid again
It’s the best time I’ve ever had
It’s not too late to begin
Your train will be here any minute
It’s the best thing, living your best life
Live it up
Don't do that thing
Where you dip your toes in
By the time you're loosened up
You're leaving, you're leaving
Jump on the table
With a rose in between your teeth
To the strum of flamenco
Olé, Olé
Don’t wake me up from this dream
I’ve fallen off the map again
It’s the best thing, the best thing
You never know what you’ll find
If you give yourself the time
It’s the best thing in the world
The best thing
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Spanish ways to say goodbye
So many phrases
None of them precise
Adios is formal
Chao, no vemos to my friends
Suerte is good luck to anyone
Even if we just met
7 reasons I’m saying goodbye
Spanish tortilla, I’ve had enough for two lifetimes
People talk a mile a minute
But they walk so slow
Doesn’t matter cuz the shops are closed
I miss my band
My family
And my friends back home
So, I guess, I’ll leave it at that…
Hasta luego
Pass the vino
Hasta la vista
No one says that, baby
Nos vemos luego
Now that’s the way
Hasta pronto
Mas tinto de verano
Cuidate
Look out for yourself
I know I’ll see you again
Somewhere out there in the world
Come to Madrid before we say goodbye
So many tapas
So little time
To get lost in the side streets
And see what it’s like
To find your rhythm by surprise
Look it up on Google
But I doubt that you’ll find
A word that’s better than magic
For a Spanish goodbye
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Invisible Shivers Seattle, Washington
The new album, Spanish Ways to Say Goodbye, comes out on November 10.
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