Ben Folds

Good morning, son. I am a bird Wearing a brown polyester shirt You want a coke? Maybe some fries? The roast beef combo's only $9.95 It's okay, you don't have to pay I've got all the change Everybody knows It hurts to grow up And everybody does It's s

I wanna ask you - Do you ever sit and wonder, It's so strange That we could be together for So long, and never know, never care What goes on in the other one's head? Things I've felt but I've never said You said things that I never said So I'll say s

The Luckiest Ben Folds I don't get many things right the first time In fact, I am told that a lot Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls Brought me here And where was I before the day That I first saw your lovely face? Now I see it ev

And so, Annie waits Annie waits Annie waits For a call from a friend The same, it's the same, why's it always the same? Annie waits for the last time The clock never stops never stops never waits She's growing old It's getting late And so he forgot h

I wanna ask you do you ever sit and wonder? It's so strange we could be together for So long and never know never care What goes on in the other one's head Things I felt but I never said You said things that I never said so I'll say something that I

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Ben Folds - Before Cologne Here in Cologne, I know I said it wrong, I walked you to the train, And back across alone, To my hotel room, And ordered me some food, And now I'm wondering, Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target. Four, three, t

Let me tell y'all what it's like Being male, middle class and white It's a b*tch, if you don't believe Listen up to my new cd Sham on I got sh*t running through my brain So intense that I can't explain All alone in my white boy pain Shake your booty

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I wanna ask you Do you ever sit and wonder, It's so strange That we could be together for So long, and never know, never care What goes on in the other one's head? Things I've felt but I've never said You said things that I never said So I'll say som

Under some dirty words on a dirty wall Eating takeout by myself I played the shows Got back in the van and put the Walkman on And you were playing In some other dive a thousand miles away I played a thousand times before And like pathetic stars, the

Kylie from Connecticut Ben Folds It''s just a thought But where did it come from? What does she do with it if it comes back? A note from his assistant There by the telephone Wonders again as she turns out the light Kylie is calling from Connecticut S

Pangs of silence from the room upstairs How's the view there? Do you read what they're saying about you? That you're no fun Since the war was won In fact, you have become all of the things you've always run from The ascent of Stan Textbook hippy man

I thought I'd write I thought I'd let you know That the year since you've been gone I've finally let you go And I hope you find some time to drop a note But if you won't, then you won't And I will consider you gone I know that you went straight to so

Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark, there's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall. He has cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes, things that remind him that life has been good. Twenty-five years he's worked at the paper, a m

Good morning son I am a bird Wearing a brown polyester shirt You want a coke? Maybe some fries? The roast beef combo's only nine ninety five (AUS = US$4.95) But it's okay, you don't have to pay I've got all the change Everybody knows It hurts to grow

Here in Cologne, I know I said it wrong, I walked you to the train, And back across alone, To my hotel room, And ordered me some food, And now I'm wondering, Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go