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  3. This section can be used to discuss a great mystery in Brümstix history - Stikcy?
  4. WHAT WE SAW FROM THE CHEAP SEATS

    11. Jessica Jessica wake up Jessica wake up It’s February again we must get older So wake up I can’t write a song for you I’m out of melodies I can’t write a song for you But I am asking please Jessica wake up Jessica wake up It’s February again It’s February again We must get older now So please wake up We must get older now So please wake up
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    10. The Party You’re like a party somebody threw me You taste like birthday You look like New Year You’re like a big parade through town You leave such a mess but you’re so fun Tell all the neighbors to start knocking down walls To grab their guitars and run out to the halls And we’ll be coming out right along to sing ‘em our new song For every place there is a bus That’ll take you where you must Start counting all your money and friends before you come back again For every road we can’t retrace For every memory we can’t face For every name that’s been erased Let’s have another round May I propose a little toast For all the ones who hurt the most For all the friends that we have lost Let’s give them one more round of applause But you’re like a party somebody threw me You taste like birthday You look like New Year You’re like a big parade through town You leave such a mess but you’re so fun
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    9. Open I am down the road and up the hill I wait for you still Wires round my fingers Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open I am through those woods and past the trains I wait here in vain Scrubbing out the stains again Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open In a night the snow starts falling And everybody stares Through the windows at the street lights Too beautiful to see… I am in a room I’ve built myself Four straight walls, one floor, one ceiling And day after day I wake up feeling Day after day I wake up feeling, feeling Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open Open Open up your eyes and then…
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    8. Ballad of a Politician A man inside a room is shaking hands with other men This is how it happens our carefully laid plans Shake it, shake it baby Shake your ass out in that street You’re gonna to make them scream someday You’re gonna make it big You love so deep, so tender Your people and your land You love em till they can’t recall Who they are again Work it, work it baby Work your way around that room You’re gonna make it big someday, you gonna make a boom But I am, but I am but I am Not a number Not a name But I am but I am but I am A carefully laid plan Shake what your momma gave you You know that it won’t last You’re going to taste the ground real soon You’re going to taste the grass A man inside a room is shaking hands with other men This is how it happens, our world under command Shake it, shake it baby Shake your ass out in that street You’re gonna to make us scream someday, you’re going to make us weep You’re gonna make us scream someday, you’re gonna make it big
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    7. All the Rowboats All the rowboats In the paintings They keep trying to row away And the captains’ worried faces Stay contorted and staring at the waves They’ll keep hanging In their gold frames For forever Forever and a day All the rowboats In the oil paintings They keep trying to Row away, row away… Hear them whispering French and German, Dutch, Italian and Latin When no one’s looking I touch a sculpture Marble, cold and soft as satin But the most special Are the most lonely God I pity the violins In glass coffins They keep coughing They’ve forgotten Forgotten how to sing How to sing First there’s lights out Then there’s lock up Masterpieces serving maximum sentences It’s their own fault For being timeless There’s a price to pay And a consequence All the galleries The museums “Here’s your ticket Welcome to the tombs” They’re just public mausoleums The living dead fill every room But the most special Are the most lonely God I pity the violins In glass coffins they keep coughing They’ve forgotten Forgotten how to sing They will stay there In their gold frames For forever, forever and a day All the rowboats In the oil paintings They keep trying to Row away, row away…. First there’s lights out Then there’s lock up Master pieces serving maximum sentences It’s their own fault For being timeless There’s a price to pay And a consequence All the galleries The museums They will stay there Forever and a day All the rowboats In the oil paintings They keep trying to Row away, row away…
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    6. How How can I forget your love How can I never see you again There is a time and place For one more sweet embrace And is time, ooh, when it all, ooh, went wrong I guess you know by now That we will meet again somehow How Oh baby How can I begin again How can I try to love someone new Someone who isn’t you How can our love be true When I’m not, ooh, I’m not over you I guess you know by now That we will meet again somehow Time can come and take away the pain But I just want my memories to remain To hear your voice To see your face There’s not one moment I’d erase You are a guest here now So baby How can I forget your love How can I never see you again How can I ever know why some stay, others go And I don’t, ooh, don’t want you to go I guess I know by now That we will meet again somehow Time can come and wash away the pain But I just want my mind to stay the same To hear your voice To see your face There’s not one moment I’d erase You are a guest here now So baby How can I forget your love How can I never see you again
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    5. Patron Saint She’s the kind of girl who smash herself down in a night She’s the kind of girl who fracture her mind til it’s light She’ll break her own heart And you know that she’ll break your heart too So darling let go of her hand She been skipping days spilling her drinks in the sink And you know she never coming home, never coming home again But when, when, when she open her eyes, eyes, eyes Beyond the chipping paint of the window pane Lies, lies, lies Her Patron saint Broken and lame And absolutely insane For learning that true love exists So darling let go of her hand Let go of her hand, let go of her hand Let go over her hand… You’ll be to blame for playing this game And learning that true love exists She’s the kind of girl who smash herself down in a night She’s the kind of girl who fracture her mind til it’s light She’ll break her own heart And you know that she’ll break your heart too So darling let go of her hand Darling let go of her hand You’ll be to blame for playing this game And learning that true love exists Broken and lame And knowing that true love exists The pain, the pain, the pain Of knowing that true love… exists
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    4. Firewood The piano is not firewood yet They try to remember But still they forget That the heart beats in three Just like a waltz And nothing can stop you from dancing Rise from your cold hospital bed I tell you, you’re not dying Everyone knows you’re going to live So you might as well start trying The piano is not firewood yet But the cold does get cold so it soon might be that I’ll take it apart Call up my friends and we’ll warm up our hands by the fire Don’t look so shocked Don’t judge so harsh You don’t know you’re only spying Everyone knows it’s going to hurt But at least we’ll get hurt trying The piano is not firewood yet But a heart can’t be helped and it gathers regret Someday you’ll wake up And feel a great pain and you’ll miss every toy you’ve ever owned You’ll want to go back You wish you were small Nothing will console your crying You’ll take the clock off of your wall And you’ll wish that it was lying Love what you have And you’ll have more love You’re not dying Everyone knows you’re going to love Though there’s still no cure for crying
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    3. Don’t Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas) Down on Bowery They lose their ball eyes and their lipped mouths in the night And stumbling through the streets they say “Sir do you got a light? And if you do then you’re my friend and if you don’t then you’re my foe And if you are a deity of any sort then please don’t go…” Ne me quitte ­­­pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas… And down on Lexington They’re wearing new shoes stuck to aging feet And close their eyes and open and not recognize the aging street And think about how things were right When they were young and veins were tight And if you are the ghost of Christmas Past Then won’t you stay the night Ne me quitte mon cher Ne me quitte pas… Down in Bronx-y Bronx the kids go sledding down snow covered slopes And frozen noses frozen toes, the frozen city starts to glow And yes they know that it’ll melt And yes they know New York will thaw But if you are a friend of any sort then play along and catch a cold! Ne me quitte mon cher Ne me quitte pas… I love Paris in the rain I love Paris in the rain I love, I love in the rain…
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    2. Oh Marcello Oh Marcello How I wonder, the Madonna, she tell the truth, no? She been saying I’ll have a baby When he grow up he become a killer I am just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood… Understood? Oh Marcello Never thought I’d really love you, but I do, so- My head water’s head on your platter Just say the word, and Salome can kiss my gutters! I am just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood Understood Understood Una mille, una mille, una mille, una mille… I am just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood Understood Understood Oh Marcello How I wonder, the Madonna, when she speak, She tell the truth, no? She been saying I’ll have a baby When he grow up he become killer and kill everybody! I am just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood Understood Understood Oh Marcello Oh Marcello
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    1. Small Town Moon I must have left a thousand times But everyday begin the same ‘Cuz there’s a small town in my mind How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me Oh baby, baby it’s all about the moon I wish you wouldn’t have broke my camera ‘Cuz we’re going to get real old real soon Today we’re younger than we’re ever gonna be Today we’re younger than we’re ever gonna be Today we’re younger than we’re ever gonna be Stop, stop, what’s the hurry C’mon baby don’t you worry, worry Everybody not so nice, nice Everybody not so nice, nice Stop, stop, what’s the hurry C’mon baby don’t you worry, worry Everybody not so nice, nice Everybody not so nice, nice Thought you ought to know by now I thought you ought to know by now Everybody not so nice, nice Everybody not so nice, nice Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby… It’s all about the moon… I must have left a thousand times But there’s a small town in my mind How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me…
  15. REGINA SPEKTOR WHAT WE SAW FROM THE CHEAP SEATS ALBUM CREDITS Small Town Moon Regina Spektor – Vocals and Piano Aaron Sterling – Drums and Percussion Mike Elizondo – Bass and Electric Guitar Oh Marcello Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Jay Bellerose – Drums and Percussion Mike Elizondo – Upright Bass Don’t Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas) Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano, all Keyboards and Marimba Aaron Sterling – Drums and Marimba Mike Elizondo – Bass and Programming Danny T. Levin – Trumpet David Moyer – Baritone and Tenor Sax Jack Dishel – Vocals Firewood Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Aaron Sterling – Drums Mike Elizondo – Upright Bass Patron Saint Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Aaron Sterling – Drums and Percussion Mike Elizondo – Bass and Programming Jack Dishel - Vocals How Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Aaron Sterling – Drums Mike Elizondo – Upright Bass and Electric Guitar All the Rowboats Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Aaron Sterling – Drums and Percussion Jay Bellerose - Drums Mike Elizondo – Bass, Electric Guitar and Programming Ballad Of A Politician Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Mike Elizondo – Bass Open Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Aaron Sterling – Drums Mike Elizondo – Bass The Party Regina Spektor – Vocals, Piano and all Keyboards Jay Bellerose – Drums, Percussion and Bongos John Daversa - Trumpet Mike Elizondo – Bass Jessica Regina Spektor – Vocals Mike Elizondo – Acoustic Guitars Produced by Mike Elizondo Co-Produced by Regina Spektor Engineered and Mixed by Adam Hawkins Recorded at Phantom Studios, Westlake Village, CA and Can-Am Studio, Tarzana, CA Mixed at Can-Am Studio, Tarzana, CA, Seismic Audio Lab, Reseda, CA, and The Cutting Room Studios, NY, NY Assistant Engineer and Mix Assistant: Brent Arrowood Mix Assistant: Matt Craig Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Gateway Mastering DVD, Portland, ME Manager: Ron Shapiro Business Manager: Errol Wander Legal Counsel: Rosemary Carroll, Janine Small & Liz Paw Booking Agents: Marsha Vlasic; Peter Nash Marketing Director: Mitra Darab Legal for Warner Bros. Records: Charles Hamilton