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Depress Yourself

by Alec Sullivan

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I had never seen before Such magic I always thought to be lore But you don't really care for magic do ya Well that's too bad for you because I saw this show last week it was The best and it made me question how'd they do that Two men wearing shiny coats I pegged them for some crazy blokes But the things they did on that stage made me rue that First they put a guy in a box Closed it spun it around a lot When they opened it that guy was gone how'd they do that Now one of them had a deck of cards He picked a lady to shuffle it for She drew a 7 of clubs and showed it to us She shuffled it back in the deck and gasped When he barfed up a card on her dress and asked Is this your card and it was hers how'd they do that? I grew comfortably mystified I watched the magic before my eyes They took out a bunny and put it into a hat With a flick of their magic wand We looked in the hat the bunny was gone Then doves flew out of it seriously how'd they do that How the hell did they do that And just when I thought the show was done They rolled out a table a woman sat on She wiggled her feet as they draped a blanket onto her The next thing I know they pull out a saw Start chopping and hacking her torso apart They sawed that lady in half now how'd they do that
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She was kicked from her school at 21 Ordered not to come back till her days were done Her plan was to return in a deadly rampage She would massacre the students with a twelve gauge Rosemary Ripple Heavily armed forces set around the bend Shooting in a way in which no wound would mend Snipers in a tower guarding every which way Ripple broke for the door no time to delay Rosemary Ripple Running through the high grass, dodging all the shots She's ten feet from the entrance, an RPG is locked It fires from a distance, no time to turn around Ripple is in pieces, falling to the ground
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What have I got to do to make you love me What have I got to do to make you care What do I do when lightning strikes me And I wake to find that you're not there What do I do to make you want me What have I got to do to be heard What do I say when it's all over And sorry seems to be the hardest word It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What do I do to make you love me What have I got to do to be heard What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do What have I got to do When sorry seems to be the hardest word
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Those three words you used to say to me Are the hardest words to speak It's hard to say I love you So hard to say It's hard to say I love you when you're dead So hard to say I love you Those three words you used to say to me Are the hardest words to speak when you're dead
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Well now that it's all over The birds can nest again I'll only snow when the sun comes out I'll shine only when it starts to rain And if you want a drink Just squeeze my hand And wine will flow into the land And feed my lambs For I am a mirror I can reflect the moon I will write songs for you I'll be your silver spoon I'm sorry I took your time I am the poem that doesn't rhyme Just turn back the page and I'll waste away
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Sadly one Sunday I waited and waited With flowers in my arms for the dream I'd created I waited 'til dreams, like my heart, were all broken The flowers were all dead and the words were unspoken The grief that I knew was beyond all consoling The beat of my heart was a bell that was tolling Saddest of Sundays Then came a Sunday when you came to find me They bore me to church and I left you behind me My eyes could not see one I wanted to love me The earth and the flowers are forever above me The bell tolled for me and the wind whispered, "Never!" But you I have loved and I bless you forever Last of all Sundays
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Little Girl 04:11
Little girl, why are you crying? Was it something that I said? While others sleep, you lay there trying To slow the thoughts down in your head Was it the clothes that you wore? Or the words like slut and whore? Well it's you that I adore The girl who doesn't care what others think of her Sister now, why are you crying? I admit our world is flawed But tell your soul, there's no use hiding Your confidence will force them to applaud Was it the clothes that you wore? Or the words like slut and whore? Well it's you that I adore The girl who doesn't care what others think of her It's time to go back to the place we were before Little girl, what are we crying for? Mother mother, why are you crying? You know I can't take seeing you sad And mama mama, there's no denying That when tomorrow comes, it won't be as bad Was it the clothes that you wore? Or the words like slut and whore? Well it's you that I adore The woman who doesn't care what others take her for It's time to go back to the place we were before Mother mother, what are we crying for? Little girl why are you crying? Close your eyes and go to bed

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A weird mix of comedy and seriousness, this piano-based album is bookended by the iconic "Playing Piano" track (with vocals recorded by Alec's 7-year-old self) from 1998. Certainly a classic.

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released November 19, 2014

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Alec Sullivan Boston, Massachusetts

A musician from New England whose fragmented, sometimes sporadic brain brings an unnervingly melodic twist on songwriting.

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