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Cubscouts are screaming,
Needing icescreaming & all the pleasures of June I’m in a parked car. Flowers seem friendly & people in hall ways feel walls. Now it is night time maybe we’re cruising avoiding the anti-cruise. Oh I don’t really know where we are. If things get real promise to take me somewhere else, By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion. Once in a while the lie in the laughter can burn through a hole in my ears, Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid. Hypereal fragments disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear. Well I’ll just go under the water. If things get real promise to take me somewhere else, By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion. So don’t leave me here on my own. So don’t leave me here on my own. If things get real promise to take me somewhere else, By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion |
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| 2. |
| 3:34 |
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Two black line streaming out like a guidance line.
Put one foot on the road now where the sybourgs are driving, With the WD-40 in their veins the screeching little brakes complain. With the briefcase empty and the holes in my shoes, I try to stay friendly for the sugary abuse. So tell my secretary now to hold all of my calls, I believe I can hear through these walls. Oh please save me, save me from myself. I can’t be the only one stuck on the shelf. You said you’d always fall for the underdog. Well I’ve been dreaming of jetstreams and kicking up dust, A thirty seven thousand foot of wonderlust And with skyline number 9 ticked off in my mind, Oh can you hear me screaming out now through the telephone line. Oh please save me, save me from myself. I can’t be the only one stuck on the shelf. You said you’d always fall for the underdog |
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| 3. |
| 4:05 |
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Well all my colours bleed for you
Can’t you see them running? My hazy hills glow green for you You could just call me, you know? On my mobile number cause I’m always in And I was just thinking about you on emergency 72 72 72 yeah Well all my lust comes down to dust Can’t you see it crumbling? My hazy hill come down to rust But you could call me, you know? You’re pulling me out of this whirlpool Your making me breathe again And I was just thinking about you on emergency 72 72 72 yeah And I just can’t forget 72 And I just can’t forget 72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72 |
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| 4. |
| 3:56 |
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So future boy where are you from my time machine crashed over yonder
Syphillis is a bitch but contracting HIV is much worse. Why are you pushing info into me, I have no need for it, I’m from the stars. I thought you’d like to know the scoop I’m taking babies back with me, yeah. I’m taking them back home so they can see there’s a much better place. I’ve got a sister with an open mind and my friends are all junkies But there still my friends, as long as they don’t use monkeys, We enjoy the heat of stolen days in the summer of ’93. Well the future boy said I’ve got friends but you know sometimes it all depends on how tall they are against yourself. I am the future boy My friends have all gone and left me so I decided to come here and see myself as a baby, but it looks like I’m stuck here this time, oh shit, I’m gonna miss my friends. No your still the future boy, Yes I’m still the future boy We’ll build you a time machine to get back home. Still the future boy….. Well I’m still the future boy |
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| 5. |
| 3:50 |
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So take the fast road and get going now
Before you leave no trace Time in this place is closer than my friends Remember my eyes not my face Ain't no sense has no sense it invents Another man unfolds I'm standing next to myself the sink Staring into the black hole I panic at the quiet times Decisions at the door I panic at the quiet times Fate leaves me to much more. On the inside it hurts less The outside seems so cold I need to climb Gotta find some tenderness Before I get too old Sun come from behind, hurts my eyes It dries my hair so nice I watch the boiling sea meet the open sky But my soul still feels like it's ice I panic at the quiet times Decisions at the door I panic at the quiet times My fate leaves me to much more |
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| 6. |
| 3:30 |
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Blindfold me tie me up or tie me down yeah take me anywhere
Keep your ears close to the ground Listen to me but don’t die laughing And all things must end yeah But I can see my fate in your eyes As I’m stitched up by my friends again They just can’t defend the state of things between You and me Used to be on fire So slip off your shackles Cause you don’t need them where we’re going See what happens just happens There ain’t no straight lines in the state of things So try to cling on for dear life And don’t forget the world keeps on turning round despite You and me Used to be on fire Now look now See when we’re going I don’t know where I’m going I don’t know |
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| 7. |
| 4:50 |
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Wine bottle why are you weary?
And why are my eyes so grey? Semi-circle people are pointing And staring up to the sky And the dogs are all gone And my muesli is mouldy And the saints they are sinners in their songs And the crickets they call to their rusted rainbow I swear if you listen you might just hear our song TV light flickers so fiercely Bridging the gap between my eyes Outside the rain is tapping my window A jet trail left hanging in the sky And the puddles reflect the sky in the morning Then the pavements lead to another place With one ear to the west And then ocean beside me I swear if you listen you could just hear our song Electric sensations will not stay with us for long Wine bottle why are you weary? And why are my eyes so grey? Semi-circle people are pointing And staring up to the sky And the dogs are all gone And my muesli is mouldy And the saints they are sinners in their songs And the crickets they call to their rusted rainbow I think if you listen you might just hear our song Eclectic sensations will not be with us for long |
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| 8. |
| 3:14 |
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I've got a rifle on my back
Swinging past the birch trees. Well I set of a bomb way back there. I don't care about nobody but me. 'Cause I ain't slack. Ran back home and drunk all the wine. Well I stole a bottle for myself. With insects crawling in my hair. The trees are black and I don? care. 'Cause I ain't slack rescued a cat from a tree. Its fur was all caked in dirt But I killed it dead for liking me. Yeah I stole a car and drove to town. Well I ain? slack |
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| 2:47 | 
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| 10. |
| 5:30 |
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There's a road with two yellow lines
They go on for years And when people there smile and wave It's not like, back home In their doorway, where the evening sky Lights up my room, lights up my room Lights up my room, lights up my But times are fierce and times are fine Yeah, it goes that way But, down some highway Yeah, down some lonely road In that old fashioned way In the garden, yeah, where the evening sky Lights up my room, lights up my room Lights up my room, lights up my But the darkness let's him see here All of the people they never knew So, float into space Falling through puddles and places I've never been Will my soul be angry? When you die do you feel alright? In the garden, yeah, where the evening sky Lights up my room, lights up my room Lights up my room, lights up my There's a road with two yellow lines It goes on for years And when people there smile and wave Oh, it's not like, back home In their doorway, where the evening sky Lights up my room, lights up my room Lights up my room, lights up my room |
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| 11. |
| 4:51 |
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Mind over money bent over backwards
Light up my life like a very last cigarette Time after time dear we will just lie here Staring at ceilings it doesn’t really matter where we are Wearing a smile like its going out of style Look at your self , theres nothing in there Just put points on a grave stone Can u see yourself sinking Staring at ceilings it doesn’t really matter where you are That’s alright I warned myself keep blood on the inside and nowhere else up on a shelf that’s where I need to be la da da dee I need to get Something I can’t sleep for red eye Internal combustion can that really happen? I take it back yeah whatever I did yeah I didn’t mean it I was only joking But what does this matter in the grand scheming sky All that I multiply adds up to nothing that’s alright I warned myself keep blood on the inside and nowhere else up on a shelf that’s where I need to be la da da dee |
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| 12. |
| 7:41 |
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Sitting here staring out the window
Traffic always makes me feel like I’m coming home. Cold blood bleeding still at least I’m breathing. Patiently waiting clinging to my mobile phone. Cracked skulls with a creepy mind inside. I’m planning the greatest of escapes you know. Patiently waiting in the line. Soon I’m gonna stand up Yeah I’m gonna rear up and there’s no escape. Lonely planet Cold blood bleeding still at least I’m breathing. Patiently waiting soon I’m gonna take control. Cracked skulls with a creepy mind inside. I’m planning the greatest of escapes you know. Patiently waiting in the line. Soon I’m gonna stand up Yeah I’m gonna rear up and there’s no escape. Lonely planet Oh its too late lonely planet |
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