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My country, 'tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
How come I cannot see my future within your arms

Your love it turns me down
Into the underground
My country bleeding me; I will not stay in your arms

Not yet, yet, yet
No, not yet, yet, yet
No, not yet, yet
No, not yet, yet (daoe)

Not yet, yet, yet
No, not yet, yet, yet
No, not yet, yet
No, not yet, yet, yet

At the Salvation army making us all stand in a line
While mommy and daddy make up and try to make up their minds
Oh the shame I felt when those histories mention my name
If only I could forget, but memory's my favorite thing (?)

We cannot have it
Well, what am I supposed to say to those other guys
'So sorry, but you only took half a chance
Now it's over and they're walkin' all over you'

We cannot have it
Well then why is there juice dripping under your chin
When they have nothing, why do you have something
When they have nothing

The worst thing about living a lie
Is just wondering when they'll find out

I got me, you've got you
That's one plus one plus two
I never told you what to do
And then you put me in some box

I've got you, you've got me
Like a baby's got (?)
I told myself I'd have to check islands
If I was gonna get over your shit

We cannot have it
Well then what do you want me to say to those others
Oh yes, there's a place for you
But that place is underneath the cushion of my behind

And you cannot have it
Well then why did you say so
With my eyes open, how can I be happy
With my eyes open

If nothing of this is ours,
How will I ever know when something's mine

My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
How come I cannot see it

My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty, yeah

My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
How come I cannot see a future within your arms

The worst thing about living a lie
Is just wondering when they'll find out

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tUnE-yArDs is the moniker of Oakland-based musician Merrill Garbus (b. 1979 in Connecticut, United States). To date, she has three full-length studio albums and is currently signed to the British independent record label 4AD. She was formerly a member of Sister Suvi.

Her debut album BiRd-BrAiNs was first released on limited edition vinyl and cassette in June 2009, via the Portland-based imprint Marriage Records. In July 2009, it was announced that tUnE-yArDs had signed to 4AD, and a limited edition pressing of BiRd-BrAiNs was released on August 17, 2009.

A full worldwide release followed on November 16, 2009 (and November 17th in North America). The autumn 2009 pressing was remastered at Abbey Road Studios by Christian Wright, and includes two new bonus tracks: "Want Me To" and "Real Live Flesh."

BiRd-BrAiNs was entirely self-produced and recorded, with Garbus utilizing a hand-held digital voice recorder, ukulele, some noisy off-balance drums, and produced using shareware mixing software. Garbus described her sound as "a patchwork of sound snippets, of history in a present tense. It is a composer's commitment to the preservation of stories, however small and unassuming."

A second album w h o k i l l was released on April 19, 2011, preceded by the single "Bizness". It was produced by Garbus and engineered by Eli Crews at New, Improved Studios in Oakland, California. Applying the live approach to her studio work for the first time, Garbus works with bass player Nate Brenner, who co-wrote some of the album's songs. Comparing the act to Sonic Youth, Frontier Psychiatrist said, "if BiRd-BrAiNs was Garbus’ EVOL, a record bursting with musical ideas that attempted to subvert the notion of song, w h o k i l l is her Sister, a record that embraces the traditional pop song as a vehicle to convey those ideas." Garbus' song "Fiya" is featured on a 2010 commercial for the Blackberry Torch.

A third album was released in May 2014. It is titled Nikki Nack.

January 2018 sees a new album, called I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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