intro
"a cooler version"
interlude
Time Is All Around
interlude
Dance Anthem of the 80s
interlude
Prisoners
interlude
A Cannon
interlude
Patron Saint
interlude
Secret Stash
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
Folding Chair
interlude
Music Box
interlude
Ode to Divorce
interlude
Consequence of Sounds
closing
Showing posts with label Secret Stash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Secret Stash. Show all posts
Monday, December 29, 2003
2003-12-29 New York, NY | The Living Room
Recorded by pattivill:
Friday, October 03, 2003
2003-10-03 New York, NY | Tonic
Recorded by pattivill:
intro
Summer in the City
interlude
Dusseldorf
interlude
Genius Next Door
interlude
Poor Little Rich Boy
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
Uh-merica
interlude
Folding Chair
interlude
Secret Stash
interlude
That Time
interlude
Samson
interlude
Patron Saint
interlude
'the clocks were asleep'
interlude
Us (cuts off)
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
2003-08-19 New York, NY | Sin-é
Taper unknown; available for download from RespektOnline:
Patron Saint
"the devil come to Bethlehem"
Your Honor
Carbon Monoxide
Baobabs
Genius Next Door
Poor Little Rich Boy
Folding Chair
Making Records
Düsseldorf
Us
Ghost of Corporate Future
Secret Stash
Friday, July 11, 2003
2003-07-11 New York, NY | Tonic
Recorded by pattivill:
01) Sailor Song (partial)
02)
03) Düsseldorf
04)
05) Poor Little Rich Boy
06)
07) Ode to Divorce
08)
09) Uh-merica
10)
11) The Flowers
12)
13) Secret Stash
14)
15) Dance Anthem of the 80s
16)
17) Carbon Monoxide
18)
19) Somedays
20)
21) Silly Eye Color Generalizations
22)
23) Lacrimosa
24)
25) Samson
26)
Monday, April 20, 1970
Secret Stash
Written by: regina spektor
Available Recordings: Click to view
Lyrics (fan transcription):
Available Recordings: Click to view
Lyrics (fan transcription):
She opened her pocket and showed me her stash
a stash of cash and flesh
for a rainy day
she said, there might come a day when you’ve just got nothing to say
nothing to think, and there’s nothing left to drink
nothing to eat, you’ll be your own piece of meat
and no one can take that away from you…
no one…
tell me what you told me again and I might
believe you next time
maybe give it another try
I’ll open my pocket and show you my stash
a small stash of cash and flesh
saved for a rainy day
saved for a rainy day I’ve got nothing to say
and no one can take that away from me…
no one…
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