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Kimya Dawson
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Zero Or A Zillion
Yeah, motherfuckers Keep the fucking doors set What? Put you're fucking head down
As I sit and listen to a kid you clearly influenced I text and say I'm glad that you're my friend Then leave another perfect time show, feeling inspired and powerful The ghost of corporate future in my head
And as I count the ways that I've said 'fuck you' to the man I don't care who thinks that I've sold out or not Since going barefoot I feel better than Regina fucking Spektor It's a name I'll never be ashamed to drop
I saw that little weirdo walk into the open mic And sit down shyly at the piano and then start Singing songs we'll start to knowing, silly, sad and so mind blowing They were undeniably straight from the heart
And the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening
Yeah, the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening
I have a friend named Eva, seventeen, she's a soprano She sings opera with a voice that makes me cry But she sings in competitions and the kids at school give her shit I wish that she could sit back and close her eyes
And feel the vibration Of her voice inside her chest Without worrying about who thinks that Who thinks who's the best
While at time when there are people who think that it's not enough And there are people who think that it went too far All I ever wanted was to not feel suicidal And I traded in my meds for a guitar
There's so much depression nowadays in adolescents And with all the social pressure that makes sense But music shouldn't be the problem, music should be the solution And only a positive experience
Because the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening
No, the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In the world who are listening
I have a friend named Johnny D His band is Tin Tree Factory Everything he does is gold to me And it's on archive.org for free, yes W-W-W-DOT-A-R-C-H-I-V-E-DOT-O-R-G
I like sitting on the floor watching Johnny play On his knees, on a carpet, not on a stage In front of a fire, in a living room Cozy and warm full of potluck food
But if one day suddenly Johnny got huge I'd be glad that you knew Johnny too His songs are smart, important, brave Wanting that all to myself would be totally lame
I don't claim to be Regina's only true fan Just because I knew her way back when You think Cat Stevens couldn't be my god 'Cause I heard him first in Harold and Maude
I bought all his albums, I listened, I cried Teaser and the Firecat changed my life I painted a firecat on my jean jacket Drew 'Peace Trains' on my homework packet
I'm still listening to 'The Wind of My Soul' And I'm a hard headed woman, so I've been told Yeah, music's just sound, we're just ears Why are you affected by what who hears
If Michael Jackson's hits make him less sacred You taking your clothes off makes me plus naked When what each preach, I'll make it or break it Do you wanna abstain? Repeat after me
You can like what you like You can like what you like And let them like what they like And let them like what they like
You can like what you like You can like what you like And let them like what they like And let them like what they like
Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka-shaka-boom Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka- shaka-boom
And they, and they, and they, and they And they, and they, and they, and they Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like You, they like everything, like it I love you, Mikey
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