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Live in Buffalo: July 4th 2004
01. Give a Little Bit (studio version)
02. Big Machine
03. Naked
04. Slide
05. Think About Me
06. Smash
07. Tucked Away
08. Black Balloon
09. Dizzy
10. Name
11. Cuz You’re Gone
12. Sympathy
13. January Friend
14. Here Is Gone
15. What a Scene
16. Acoustic #3
17. Two Days in February
18. Broadway
19. Iris
20. Give a Little Bit
Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

The cowboy kills the rock star
And Friday night's gone too far
The dim light hides the years on all the faded girls
Forgotten but not gone
You drink it off your mind
You talk about the world like it's someplace that you've been

You see you'd love to run home but you know you ain't got one
'Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten around here

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

You choke down all your anger
Forget your only son
You pray to statues when you sober up for fun
Your anger don't impress me
The world slapped in your face
It always rains like hell on the loser's day parade

You see you'd love to run home but you know you ain't got one
'Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten
When you're thinkin' of a joke
And nobody's gonna listen to one small point
I know they've been missin' round here

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

You see you'd love to run home but you know you ain't got one
'Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten
When you're thinkin' of a joke
And nobody's gonna listen to the one small point
I know they've been missin' round here, round here

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die