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An earwig crawled into my ear
Made a meal of the wax and hairs Phoned friends, had an insect party But all I could hear was the bass drum drum All I could hear was the bass drum drum Now if you put your ear close you'll be able to hear Not the sea shore noise of the shore sea shell The clatter of plates And the bronze of the bell Going ding dong, ding dong, ding dong dong Going out of my mind as they hollow my head I'm floating in the air, but my body's in bed The more they eat, the more I see What is not, but just could be You can hear them laughing in my head You can hear them laughing in my head Ha ha ha ha ha Now they've eaten my memory, I can't recall How the world used to be before So a vision is the same as what is real Depends upon the lighting, and how I feel Ding dong, drum drum, ha ha ha ha ha And then the music stopped The musician went away They'd eaten all my brain The red and the gray They all stack at home Dug a tongue through my nose Where my brain used to be Now there's only a hole |
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| 2. |
| 3:00 |
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Which scarecrow has the power of voice
It will stab you in the thigh And when she wails, it twists your insides Wise scarecrow Which scarecrow Which scarecrow A pitch for which she has been searching Holds the key to the dreams she's been dreaming (refrain) Coming on, coming on, coming on She's coming on strong She's coming on coming on coming on coming on Coming on strong Droll, Try to mix her ego with her soul Never mix the ego with the soul I always twist my ego with my soul Which scarecrow Wise scarecrow Which scarecrow And 'cause you was her inspiration Got a plan that could shatter a nation (refrain) When your song strikes me My walls fall down And I can sit down In your perfect light and sound |
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| 3:46 |
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There are so many colourful rays
How are you going to choose one Bright lights look all right from here But seduction has to be wrong (refrain) So many ways I don't know which path you're taking, if it's bent or straight All I know is I've found something that will take me home again So many ways If you keep your wits about you, search with an open heart You'll be sure to find your answers, penetrate the scream in the ??? So many ways Lost and if you are looking for foot's path Floating free in space There are all these lights coming out the dark Do they lead to the same place So many ways |
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An emotional charge like an electrical spark
But the fuses are two, you can't tell them apart When the bodies collide, the bodies emerge back into one The only urge all change, all change etc. Change your paths But you can't help the thought that when nothing stays still The tiger moves on when its taken its fill But you cling to the part like a shark to its prey When the part doesn't last there's pain, but no one to blame Who's to blame? Fail to achieve a basis for collaboration Fail to achieve a basis for collaboration But you cling to the part like a shark to its prey The preacher looked out on my doing today And he said, "Oh, this looks curly to me." |
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| 5. |
| 3:42 |
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Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again See the jeaned genie on his high-wire act At the back of his mind lies a suicide pact Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again See the young men itching to burn Waiting for their own star turn Needing danger, a war would do If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again See Houdini and his underwater tricks You were sitting at the front, hoping his locks would stick Watch Knievel hit the 17th bus You got crushed in the souvenir rush Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again I said poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again See the young men itching to burn Waiting for their own star turn Needing danger, a war would do If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy Come on, somebody, finish him off please Put the poor fool out of his misery, will you Can't you see he's had enough? Finish him off, somebody Next! |
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| 4:17 |
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Down the chute and out the door
I know that I've been here before The blinding lights, the long white coat Cut the cord before I choke Oh, please sir, handle me gently I've got nothing to protect me This man in a mask stabbed me in the back No sooner alive than I'm being attacked If this is the planet Earth Oh please, mom, take me back in your sack My keepers aren't too bad this time The man's quiet, the woman's crying When I arrive, what's hers is mine I take and take it all the time Oh please sir, do not tempt me Those sweet things, they just destroy me I always want more than I can get My belly's full, but I'm not done yet Need something to kill The word is you….mine It's true, it's true, it's true You taught us how to be the same as you If only you really knew We wouldn't do what you do It's true As you poison the Earth you poison our lives This isn't living, but another disguise Go looking for truth As all of this is built on lies and lies etc. Hey, hey, hey now you've found me Everything's so clear With your arms around and your song in my heart There's simply nothing I can fear Feel he inside burst through my head Replacing my eyes Please don't let me hide Cut through my head Replacing my eyes |
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| 4:14 |
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To be loving when the knives are out
Takes much courage and a mind without doubt I'm just some robot, wind up the clockwork jerk Trying to impress is the nature of my work And it's so hard to remain open If it's true, it can't be spoken Really hard Really hard Rhetoriticians think they're running this show Words as power is all they'll ever know I'm just some reflex, when struck, the knee will jerk Trying to impress is the nature of our work And it's so hard to remain open If you bend, you won't get broken Really hard Really hard Wake up from this dreaming state A long scream out, it's not too late I am dying to begin I am dying to begin again Really hard Really hard |
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| 9. |
| 3:48 |
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Why so close
Big boys in black hats Cowboys with white guns White guns shoot blue white Blue white baptism No buffaloes No Indians No more buffaloes Red sky is falling Blue blood no stalling White heat will strip you No time to run far (refrain 1) Ivan's built(got) a wall of lead 'round his house Nobody can get in or out Running out of food for ammunition Frightened of the darkness Sending out scouts Why hang the fire so close Why so close (refrain 2) Wayne's got a wall that's much more subtle Wore headphones since he was born Watches Ivan through dark glasses Hand('s) on his gun waiting for the storm One false move and we all fall down No funeral games, no such fun Here's your ticket to the party That's what you get for playing with a gun Six-gun so close (refrain 1) (refrain 2) Why stand the fire so close Why? |
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| 3:43 |
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Withdrawn, muscles all tense
Nothing flows for the self-obsessed Feel all washed up Restless, can't sit still A mental state, or a physical ill Toxic, bones all cracked Step on a bus, get a panic attack Of that you took me so high Now getting out of bed is enough to make me cry Saps all my energy That's how it used to be You came just in time Feel all washed up Need a wash up Need a wash Restless, muscles all ache So tense, watch me shiver as you shake Not a dance but a scream by the body at the stake Pierces my heart, something's gonna break Amazed when you cannot deny Going out of bed is enough to make you cry That's how it used to be before you came by Screwed up at school Hate bad food Too many T.V. views live in you (My friend) Feel all washed up (Need a wash) Much to take, I'm overcome So wash me up with a loving song |
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| 5:29 |
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I've been digging this grave, but now that it's made
I see that black is one hell of a colour Want to break out so I start to shout But the mortician's returned to his parlour Black hole Wrapped in my shroud upstairs, the music's so loud That I can't concentrate on my sorrow Let down my hair and find something to wear And then dance myself into tomorrow Black hole I'm in a hole here and all I can see Are these grey walls that are closing in on me Throw me a ladder, lend me an arm Beam me up Scotty, lift me from harm Oh why, why deep holes? Oh I love my holes Black hole If the weather would change these clouds might blow away And my body'd be wrapped up in sunshine I want out of this wind that is wearing me thin Blasting my flesh to the marrow Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Black hole |
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