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Dia De Los Ninos by Project Jenny, Project Jan Soy contento, soy vivo No soy muertos, no tengo ninos Ninos esta bueno, pero ninos no tienes dinero Nosotros los ninos, nosotros del mundo! Los ninos bilamos, y la musica es muy pesado Todos gringos (stomp their feet) en del mundo Fiesta para los ninos muertos y los ninos aun no muertos Nosotros no muertos (so) bailamos! Soy contento, soy vivo No soy muertos, no tengo ninos Nosotros los ninos, nosotros del mundo! Los ninos bilamos, y la musica es muy pesado Todos gringos (stomp their feet) en del mundo Fiesta para los ninos muertos y los ninos aun no muertos Nosotros no muertos (so) bailamos! Bailamos! Bailamos! Bailamos! Bailamos!
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320 03:13
320 It started getting bad, lost the only friend I had I got a letter from the Post Office today. I started speaking secret code, I’m the only one who knows How to make all of this madness go away. I’m getting so distracted I don’t know how to act I am talking to myself most every day I’m the only one who’s right and all the other people are crazy They all try to tell me what to say But I don’t need their mind-control, they stick their face inside my soul With a camera and a microphone, recording all my dreams My patience grows so tired when they tell me my phone’s wired All of my computer files are obscene. They’ve stolen my identity, they’ve made an extra apartment key They come and go so easily I can’t take it anymore, I deadbolt the door But still they’re looking at my files down in Washington D.C. Why are you so paranoid? You’re fragile mind has been destroyed One day they’ll come and take you far away Why are you so paranoid? You end up in the tabloids And no one believes a word you say. Boiu pdc fstxfg dcnku ohn but you can’t understand a word they said My shaking hands they cannot see what is right in front of me And I know this won’t stop until I am dead. I can’t take it, I feel like I am naked Standing all alone in front of you. The constant survaillence is giving me the blues Outside all the helicopters disapprove. Security cameras watching every move So I never go out because I’ll always lose! All I ever wanted was a little peace and quiet but they got me on a diet When they poison all my food. They got me on file from my first day of school They are coming to get me because I am breaking all the rules I try to act casual, I try to act cool But I think I am being followed and I don’t know what to do. Why am I so paranoid? My fragile mind has been destroyed One day they’ll come and take me far away! Oh, Why am I so paranoid? I end up in the tabloids And no one believes a word I say.
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Baby's 02:53
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Talking 02:57
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Summertime 03:06
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Games 03:12
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Busted 02:12
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Personal 01:59
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ZooBar 02:48
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Tourist 03:51
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Marsupial 02:01
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Pictures 01:18
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Train Track 02:48
Train Track By Project Jenny, Project Jan OK, lets go. See the people lined up all in a row They’ve got more than 15 places to go Maybe to the movies or maybe to a show You never talk to them, so you’ll never know Stare at the train track you think back Back to the time when you rode black. These days are gone, won’t happen again, You want to go uptown and meet your friend. 27 years been riding this rail, never once considered what this would entail Never been to prison, but this is like jail; take a deep breath… exhale. Waitin’ for the train, every night and day Think about the one, the one that got away Read the paper, erase the scene, think about what you might have been. Close your eyes Lean back Rest your head On the train track. OK, lets go. See the people lined up all in a row They’ve got more than 15 places to go Maybe to the movies or maybe to a show You never talk to them, so you’ll never know What will it take to get me out of here What can I say to make myself clear? Be a little better than it first appeared Before the walls come crumbling down. Deep beneath the street, just as fast as lightning The people that you meet, they appear so frightened In a seat across from me, don’t make eye contact Its better to believe in rats. Think in your mind what it means to roll Sometimes you go fast, sometimes you roll slow But you can’t see out the window, You’re moving too fast with nowhere to go. So take a day off, try to grasp the situation Take a deep breath, take a short vacation Stand on the platform, too close to aggravation I feel like I spent my whole life in this station. Close your eyes, lean back; rest your head on the train track. OK, lets go. See the people lined up all in a row They’ve got more than 15 places to go Maybe to the movies or maybe to a show You never talk to them, so you’ll never know What will it take to get me out of here What can I say to make myself clear? Be a little better than it first appeared Before the walls come crumbling down.
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Brooklyn 02:53
Brooklyn By Project Jenny, Project Jan Chorus: Its always sunny in Brooklyn Without a cloud in the sky. Yes, it’s always so sunny in Brooklyn All the streets are clean and dry. Its snowing up in Queens Its foggy in Manhattan Its raining in The Bronx And its sleeting down in Staten But its always so sunny in Brooklyn Without a cloud in the sky. I hatched a plan to move someplace sunny, Not like the cloudy places before. I went to the bank and I took out my money I packed up my bags and walked out of the door. I walked around the globe with my suitcase in my hand Looking for a sunny place to work on my tan And I found that place without hardly lookin’ On the sunny streets of Brooklyn. Chorus Well, I met you down at the Fulton Mall At that cell phone shop. We exchanged numbers said, “Give me a call.” That’s when my heart did drop (oh yeah!) We fell in love almost right away And after that day, man it never rained and We just kept on cookin’ On the sunny streets of Brooklyn! Chorus

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released August 14, 2007

Project Jenny, Project Jan is Sammy Rubin and Jeremy Haines
All songs written by Project Jenny, Project Jan
Produced by Sammy Rubin
Mixed by Rod Sherwood
Mastered by Joe Lambert at Trutone
Photo by Sasha Nialla
Artwork and layout by Jeremy Haines
Contact info: info@projectjennyprojectjan.com
www.projectjennyprojectjan.com
Copyright 2007 Mouthful Music

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