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Detroit, August 18th 2000
01. You’re Pretty Good Looking (for a Girl)
02. When I Hear My Name
03. Jolene
04. Cannon / John the Revelator
05. Apple Blossom
06. Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground
07. Death Letter
08. Little Bird
09. Jimmy the Exploder
10. I’m Bound to Pack It Up
11. Broken Bricks
12. Hello Operator
13. Astro
14. Jack the Ripper
15. Ashtray Heart
16. Do
17. Let’s Shake Hands
Well, somebody walked up to me but I didn't know what to do
Then somebody said hello to me, but I didn't know what to do
Because I think that my words could get twisted
So I bend my back over, take a gulp, be funny
'Cause I know there's nothing I can do

Then my mother tried to pick me up 'cause I was sittin' down on the ground
Something forced my little eyes to come open, but I couldn't make out the sound
It doesn't matter 'cause my eyes are lying, and they don't have emotion
Don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me
But I know there's nothing I can do

When my thoughts start to feel like mine
They're taken from me, it seems to happen every time
And the feelings that are fine for you
There's somebody there who doesn't think they are true
So think of something new
There's nothing left to do

Then my idols walk next to me, I look up at them, they fade away
It's a destruction of a mystery the more I listen to what they say
So does that mean that there's no more doing, and there's no more thinking
And there's no more feeling, 'cause there's no right opinion?
Can you tell me what I'm supposed to do?