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Is this just another day? This god forgotten place. First comes love and then comes pain. Let the games begin. Questions rise and answers fall insurmountable. Love boat captain take the reigns and steer us towards the clear. Here. It's already been sung but it can't be said enough. All you need is love. Is this just another phase? Earthquakes making waves. Trying to shake the cancer off. Stupid human beings. Once you hold the hand of love it's all surmountable. Hold me and make it the truth. That when all is lost there will be you. Cause to the universe I don't mean a thing. And there's just one word I still believe. And it's love. It's an art to live with pain. Mix the light into grey. Lost nine friends we'll never know. Two years ago today. And if our lives became too long would it add to our regret? And the young they can lose hope cause they can't see beyond today. The wisdom that the old can't give away. Hey, constant recoil. Sometimes life don't leave you alone. Hold me and make it the truth. That when all is lost there will be you. Cause to the universe I don't mean a thing. And there's just one word that I still believe and it's love. Love. love. love. love. Love boat captain take the reigns. Steer us towards the clear. I know it's already been sung. Can't be said enough. Love is all you need. All you need is love. Love. Love. Love. |
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Lives opened and trashed..."Look ma, watch me crash"... No time to question...why'd nothing last... Grasp and hold on...hold tight and fast... Soon be over...and I will relent... Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past Three days, and maybe longer, won't even know I've left Under your tongue...I'm like a tab... I will give you what...you're not s'posed to have... Under my breath...I swear by sin... For better or for worse...a best we began... Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask Three days, and maybe longer, shed my skin at last...shed...shed... Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask Three days, and maybe longer, won't ever find me here Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past Four days, and not much longer... Let my spirit pass... Ooh... This is, this is... (3x) My...last exit |
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I'm gonna save you fucker. Not gonna lose you. I'm feeling cocky and strong. Can't let you go. Too important to me. Too important to us. We'd be lost without you. I'm baby, let yourself fall. I'm right below you now. And fuck me if I say something you don't wanna hear. Fuck me. And fuck me if you only hear what you wanna hear. Fuck me if I care but I'm not leaving here. You helped me when I was down. I'll help when you're down. Why are you hitting yourself? C'mon hit me instead. Let's pick up your will. It's grown fat and lazy. I'm sympathetic as well. Don't go on me now. And I'm not living this life without you. I'm selfish and clear. You're not leaving here without me. I don't wanna be without my best friend. Wake up to see you could have it all. Cause there is but you. And something within you. It's taken control. Let's beat it. Get up. Let's go. Oh you're in your own world, let's see the whole world. Let's pick up your soul. Fuck me if I say something you don't wanna hear. Fuck me. Fuck me if you only hear the treble in your head. Please help me to help you help yourself. Help me help yourself. Please want me to. Please let me to help you. |
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It's a disease and they're all green. It emminates from their being. Agitation with occupation. And like weeds with big leaves. Stealing light from what's beneath. Where they have more. Still they take more. Course I know. Then I don't. There's a stoway with my throat. It's deceiving. I don't believe him. We can scream out our doors. Behind the wall a fat man snores. In his dreams he's choking on leaves. Well I guess there's nothing wrong with what you say. But don't sell me, "There can't be better ways." Tell the captain "This boat's not safe, and we're drowning." Turns up he's the one making waves. Waves. Waves. I said there's nothing wrong with what you say. Believe me just asking you to sway. No white or black just grey. Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain? G-R-E-E-D |
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Up here in my tree, yeah... Newspapers matter not to me, yeah...no... No more crowbars to my head, yeah... I'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah... Wave to all my friends, yeah... They don't seem to notice me, no... All their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh... Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, yeah...yeah... Up here so high I start to escape Up here so high, the sky I scrape I'm so high, I hold just one breath here within my chest Just like innocence... I remember him, yeah... I swore I knew everything, oh yeah... They say knowledge is a dream, yeah... He's growing up just like me, yeah... I'm so light, the wind he shakes I'm so high, the sky I scrape, yeah... I'm so light I hold just one breath and go back to my nest Sleep with innocence... Up here so high, the bars they break... Up here so high, the sky I scrape... Had my eyes peeled both wide open, and I got a glimpse... Of my innocence...got back my innocence... Baby, got it...still got it... |
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| 3:48 |
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Light green to green, dark green, brown. Every life is falling down. Brown to black, it's coming back. Dies to be part of the ground. Seed to seedling, root to stem. Eyes, no eyes, there's no difference. Every life is looking in. Swallowing seeds on the deathbed. Dig a hole in the garden. Everyone is practicing. But this world's an accident. I was the fool because I thought. I thought the world. Turns out the world thought me. It's all the other way round. We're upside down. Daddy's gone up flames. But this ain't no movie. This ain't no book you can close. When the big lie hits your eye. Everybody's practicing. Our world's an accident. I was the fool because I thought. I thought the world. Turns out the world thought me. It's all the other way round. We're upside down. Let the fluence sat it down. (x2) There's an upside of down. The moon is rolling round the world. (x2) |
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| 7:59 |
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Freezing rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again Oh Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days ooh yeah Oh hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar Ooh yeah Oh dark grin he can't help when his happy looks insane ooh Even flow thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh he don't know so he chases them away-yea Oh Oh someday yet he'll begin his life again Life again life again Kneeling looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read ooh yeah Oh praying now to something that has never showed him anything Oh feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way Oh ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame yeah Even flow thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh he don't know so he chases them away Oh someday yet he'll begin his life again Oh whispering hands gently lead him away Him away him away Yeah Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up Even flow thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh he don't know so he chases them away-yea A someday yet he'll begin his life again yeah Oh whispering hands gently lead him away Him away him away Yeah Woo...uh huh yea...yeah, yeah, momma, mommy... |
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| 8. |
| 3:51 |
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I'm sick and tired of hearing things,
From uptight, short sighted, narrow minded hypocrites, All I want is the truth, Just gimme some truth, I've had enough of reading things, By neurotic, psychotic, pig headed politicians, All I want is the truth, Just give us the truth, No short haired, yellow bellied, son of tricky Dicky is Gonna mother hubbard, soft soap me with just a pocket full of oil, Money for oil, Money for oil. I'm sick to death of seeing things, By tight lipped, condescending, mommy's little chauvinists, All I want is the truth, Just gimme some truth, I've had enough of watching scenes, Of schizophrenic, egocentric, paranoia prima donnas, All I want is the truth, Just give us the truth, No short haired, yellow bellied, son of tricky Dicky is Gonna mother hubbard soft soap me with just a pocket full of oil, Money for oil, Money for oil, No short haired, yellow bellied, son of George-Porgy is Gonna mother hubbard soft soap me with just a pocket full of oil, It's money for oil, No blood for oil, I'm sick to death of hearing things, From uptight, short sighted, narrow minded hypocrites, All I want is the truth, Just gimme some truth, I've had enough of reading things, By neurotic psychotic, homophobic hypocrites, All I want is the truth, Just give us the truth, All we want is the truth, Just give us the truth, We can handle the truth, Just give us some truth, Share with us the truth, We'll give you our truth |
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The selfish. They're all standing in line. Fathing and hoping to buy themselves time. He I figure as each breath goes by. I only own my mind. The north is to south what the clock is to time. There's east and there's west and there's everywhere lines. I know I was born and I know that I'll die. The in between is mine. I am mine. And the feeling it gets left behind. All the innocence lost at one time. Significant behind the eyes. There's no need to hide. We're safe tonight. The ocean is full cause everyone's crying. The full moon is looking for friends at high tide. The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrows denied. I only know my mind. I am mine. And the meaning it gets left behind. All the innocents lost at one time. Significant behind the eyes. There's no need to hide. We're safe tonight. What. And the feelings that get left behind. All the innocence broken with lies. Significance between the lines. We may need to hide. And the meaning that get left behind. All the innocence lost at one time. We're all different behind the eyes. There's no need to hide. |
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| 3:41 |
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Clouds roll by Kneeling is what they say or is it just my way Wind blows by low light sidetracked low light Can't see my tracks your scent way back Can I be here all alone clear a path to my home Blood runs dry Books and jealousy tell me wrong I will feel calm Poise blows by low light car crash low light Can wear my mask your first my last Voice goes by Two birds is what they'll see getting lost upon their way Wind rolls by low light eye sight low light I need the light I'll find my way from wrong What's real the dream I see |
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| 5:01 |
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Plaque on the wall says that, "No one's slept here." It's rare to come appon a bridge that has not been around, or been stepped on. Whatever the notion we lace in our prayers, the man upstairs is used to all of this noise. I'm through with screaming. It echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes. Like echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes, like this. We're faithfull. We all believe, we all believe it. Echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes. We're faithfull. We all believe we all believe it. M-Y-T-H is belief in the game. Controls that keeps us in our box of fear. We never listen. Voice inside so drowned out. Drowned... You are, you are, you are everything. And everything is you. Me you, you me, it's all related. What's a boy to do? Just be a darling and I will be too, faithfull to you. |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off. I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on. I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on the Christmas tree. I wish I was the star that went on top. I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the clouds. Or 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky. I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me. I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me. I wish I was a messenger, and all the news was good. I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood. I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun. I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on. I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on. I wish I was the verb "to trust" and never let you down. I wish I was a radio song the one that you turned up. |
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Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home I take a walk so I can curse my ass for being dumb I make a right after the arches. . . stinking grease and bone Stop at the supermarket. . . people stare like I'm a dog I'm gone to Lukin's... I gotta spot at Lukin's Unlock the door at Lukin's. . . open the fridge Now I know life's worth I find the key but I return to find an open door Some fucking freak who claims I fathered by raping my son I find my wife. I call the cops. This day's work's never done. The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun. |
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| 3:18 |
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Have a drink they’re buying,
Bottom of, bottle of denial, Big guy, big eye, watching me, Have to wonder what it sees, Progress, laced with, ramifications, Freedom’s big plunge. Pull the innocent from a crowd, Raise the sticks then bring ‘em down , If they fail to obey, If they fail to obey. For every tool they lend us, a loss of independence. I pledge to my grievance to the flag, ‘Cause you don’t give blood, then take it back again, We’re deserving of much more. Progress, taste it, invest-it-all, Champagne breakfast for everyone. Break the innocent when they’re proud, Raise the stakes, then bring ‘em down, If they fail to obey, If they fail to obey. Pledge my grievance to the flag, Aw come on, don’t give blood, then take it back again, We’re all deserving something more. I wanna breathe, part of the seen, I wanna taste, everyone I see, I wanna run, when I’m up high, I wanna run to the sea, I only want life to be, I just wanna be, I will feel alive as long as I am free. |
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Climbing on a mountain Floating out on the sea Far from lights of a city The elements they speak to me Whispering that life Existed long before breed Balancing the world On its knee Don't see some men as 1/2 empty See them 1/2 full of shit Thinking that we're all but slaves There's ain't gonna be No middle anymore It's been said before The haves be having more Yet still bored Won't someone save? Won't someone save The world? |
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Hey...oooh... Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Her lace spread out before me, as her body once did All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything? Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can, drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah... Uh huh...uh huh...ooh... I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky, but why Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine |
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See this needle a see my hand
Drop, drop, dropping it down oh, so gently Well here it comes I touch the plane Turn me up won't turn you away Spin, spin spin the black circle Spin, spin spin the black, spin the black Spin, spin spin the black circle Spin, spin whoa Pull it out a paper sleeve Oh, my joy only you deserve conceit I'm so big a my whole world I'd rather you rather youthan her Spin, spin spin the black circle Spin, spin spin the black, spin the black Spin, spin spin the black circle Spin, spin whoa oh You're so warm oh, the ritual when I lay down your crooked arm Spin, spin spin the black circle Spin, spin spin the black, spin the black Spin, spin spin the black circle Spin, spin Spin the black Spin the black circle Spin, spin |
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This broken wheel is coming undone.
And the road's exploding. But you're keeping me strong. Rolling along with you. Love is a tower and you're the key. Leading me higher. When you let me in. Keeping us close, so close, on down the line. Sometimes I burn like a dot on the sun with no one knowing. But you're keeping me strong. Moving along with you. You are a tower of strength to me. The darkening hour sees light again. Again. Ooh wah, ooh wah, you are, you are. Love is a tower of strength to me. I am the shoreline but you're the sea. The sea. You are. |
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Alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
Young girl...violins...center of her own attention The, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it Tries to make her proud The shades go down, it's in her head Painted room...can't deny there's something wrong... Don't call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don't call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don't call me... She holds the hand that holds her down She will...rise above...ooh...oh... Don't call me daughter, not fit to } The picture kept will remind me } (2x) Don't call me daughter, not fit to be } The picture kept will remind me } Don't call me... The shades go down (2x) The shades go, go, go... |
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You ever heard the story
of Mr. Faded Glory? Say he who rides a pony must someday fall I been talkin' to my alter Says life is what you make it And if you make it death well then rest your soul away Away away yeah It's a broken kind of feeling She'd have to tie me to the ceiling A bad moon's a comin' better say your prayers I wanna tell you that I love you But does it really matter? I just can't stand to see you dragging down. Again, again, again. So I'm singing This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves you alone This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind and leaves me alone I used to treat you like a lady Now you're a substitute teacher This bottle's not a prayer, not a prayer in sight I owe the man some money so I'm turnin over honey Oh Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time. This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone This is my kinda love It's a crown of thorns It's the kind that It's the kind that leaves me alone Like a crown of thorns It's all who you know. So don't burn your bridges cause someday, yeah Start singing This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone This is my kinda love It's a crown of thorns It's the kind that leaves me alone |
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Oh, tonight began with anything... Candlelight, a warm breath and a scream. Oh, tamper if you like between the doors. Oh, can't expect to go out...to go out... With anything...anything more... Oh, reach the door...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door.... Life ain't what it's worth...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door... All these reaching hands out grabbin' things, grabbin' me... Day in, day out, accumulating... I suggest you step out on your porch. Run away my son, to see it all...oh, see the world. Oh, reach the door...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door... Life ain't what it's worth...a breath and a scr...oh, reach the door... Come...here it comes...there it goes...when it comes... Where it goes...where it comes...can't see through the faith... Come...here it comes...there it goes, grasp what you can... Don't you know there's something inside your hand... If I knew where it was I would take you there... There's much more than this...much more than this. Oh, see the world...much more than... Much more than...Why? |
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Waitin′, watchin′ the clock, it′s four o′clock, it′s got to
stop Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech As he opens the door, she rolls over... Pretends to sleep as he looks her over She lies and says she′s in love with him, can′t find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can′t find a better man... Can′t find a better man (2x) Ohh... Talkin′ to herself, there′s no one else who needs to know... She tells herself, oh... Memories back when she was bold and strong And waiting for the world to come along... Swears she knew it, now she swears he′s gone She lies and says she′s in love with him, can′t find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can′t find a better man... She lies and says she still loves him, can′t find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can′t find a better man... Can′t find a better man (2x) Yeah... She loved him, yeah...she don′t want to leave this way She feeds him, yeah...that′s why she′ll be back again Can′t find a better man (3x) Can′t find a better...man... Ohh...ohh... Uh huh... (5x) Ohh... |
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She lived on the curve in the road
In an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town On the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town We'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did But her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed Crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road Past the Parson's place. That old blue car We used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass ita... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass itaround. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside my windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high Above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. A bare bulb on. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town Saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, Through the fields, Into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2) Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass ita... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass itaround. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Passit a... Oh yeah. |
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indifference
I will light the match this mornin', so I won't be alone Watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone Oh, I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I'm free to roam Oh, I will make my way, through, one more day in Hell... How much difference does it make How much difference does it make, yeah... I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm Oh, I'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired Oh, I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind Hey, I won't change direction, and I won't change my mind How much difference does it make Mmm, how much difference does it make..how much difference... I'll swallow poison, until I grow immune I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room How much difference (2x) How much difference does it make (2x) |
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I don't need anyone, don't need no mom and dad
Don't need no good advice, don't need no human rights I got some news for you, don't even need you too I got my time machine, got my 'lectronic dream Sonic reducer, ain't no loser...oh... Got a sonic reducer, sonic reducer... People out on the streets, they don't know who I am I watch them from my room, they are just passing by I'm not just anyone, said I'm not just anyone I got my time machine, got my little 'lectronic dream Sonic reducer, ain't no loser...oh... Sonic reducer, sonic reducer...ahhh... I'll be your bearer soon, love on some cotton doom Things will be different then, the sun will rise from here Then I'll be ten feet tall, then you'll be nothing at all I got my time machine, got my 'lectronic dream Sonic reducer, ain't no loser...oh... Sonic reducer, sonic reducer...oh... Sonic reducer, sonic reducer...yeah... Sonic reducer, sonic reducer, sonic reducer...oh... |
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Unsealed on a porch a letter sat.
Then you said, "I wanna leave it again." Once I saw her on a beach of weathered sand. And on the sand I wanna leave it again. Yeah. On a weekend I wanna wish it all away, yeah. And they called and I said that "I want what I said" and then I call out again. And the reason oughta' leave her calm, I know. I said "I know what I wear not the boxer or the bag." Ah yeah, can you see them out on the porch? Yeah, but they don't wave. But I see them round the front way. Yeah. And I know, and I know. I don't want to stay. Make me cry... I see... Ooh I don't know why there's something else. I wanna drum it all away... [ ;-) ] Oh, I said, "I don't, I don't know wheather I was the boxer or the bag." Ah yeah, can you see them out on the porch? Yeah, but they don't wave. But I see them round the front way. Yeah. And I know, and I know. I don't wanna stay at all. I don't wanna stay. Yeah. I don't wanna stay. (x2) I don't... Don't wanna, oh... Yeah. Ooh... Ohh... |
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