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Funeral Of A Former Self
04:57
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There's an affinity in you
As a garden of the mind blooms
Flowers grow out of days
The scent of becoming useless again
Babe, why don't you believe in anything?
When you and your life was made to celebrate
Still the days
The sun
The grass
The trees
They grow within me
And the people
Of the street
The breeze
The cars
And the machine
Cause I need you to be
Alone in me
Alone in me
Beneath the clouds of joy inside
Mutations of empathy
(what is life, who to live what is now inside)
Bring forth your friends
Bring forth you family
Celebrate
Well it's practically free to see the ceremonial eye
but I'd rather be with you because what we share is right
Through the twisting limbs of friends and corporate implied spies
I'll always grasp for your hand, a devotion bound, a ribbon tied
Today is the day you wake and live
(well, welcome to your life)
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You woke up on a satellite
Somehow they managed to get you out of the house
And up into the sky
And looking all around
Space didn't seem that interesting
But at least it was a free ride
Free ride
There she was after they cloned her body
And put her into a case for 100 days
And as she sprouted legs
He looked her over
She was beautiful
A perfect specimen of DNA
DNA
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Drive
02:27
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(Drive)
It's a long night and I got no place to be
Won't you come over and take a drive with me
(Drive)
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(Lyrics by Jackie Nuc)
The moss on your eyes will let you see
the bees in the trees are all you need
the flowers to bloom your children
for a tax claim, expect your pay day
You speak of sadness like a noun
You reach to feel the coming down
When all else fails, impale that rigid little head of yours and
Live clean
(It's so lonely)
The moss on your eyes will let you see
the bees in the trees are all you need
the flowers to bloom your children
for a tax claim, expect your pay day
You speak of sadness like a noun
You reach to feel the coming down
When all else fails, impale that rigid little head of yours and
Live clean
(It's so lonely)
Coming through, committed to making you feel alright
Feeling true, forgiving you, moving on in the morning
(Live clean)
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Misery
03:56
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I've been sleeping through days
In a holocaust of dreams
And i'm halfway out in the street
When I finally get out of bed
Misery, you're breaking me
And I feel like i'm coming down
Spend a lifetime collecting debt
Lying down in your bed
Taking the time to ignore your friends
There's nothing worse than happiness
When you feel like a bag of shit
Misery, you're breaking me
And I feel like i'm coming down
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Drugday
03:48
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7. |
Better Times
03:37
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Well I wander the streets late at night looking for my baby
But she evades me and I can't find where she's been
On 109th, the people say, why don't you clear up your mind
And get your head right?
You're wandering off into the dark and it's hard to get back
I'm addicted to love
Addicted to love
Why do you cry? deep down on the inside
Why do you cry? I can see your tears in your eyes
Why don't you call? I'll be home by the telephone
Why don't you call me baby and take me out tonight?
Well here comes Jane, down the street, hustling cat, she pulls up on me
Wondering why, she says "you're looking for love in all the wrong places"
And I had nothing to say, I just want to find my baby
And I'm on the dark side of the street, the neon lights, they are painting Me
I'm Addicted to Love
Addicted to Love
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9. |
New Hit
03:37
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There's a sequence of events
That brings us to the present
With the shadows of the past
Decorating the walls in reflection
And outside my door there's a man
Waving me down from the intersection
And as I hop into his van, he sparks up a session
Here's a new hit for the kids
Hanging out on the weekend
Smoking away their paycheques
Skipping out on this months rent
Oh, how does it feel now with your head so far in the clouds?
Oh, how does it feel now with you feet so far from the ground?
The grip on the steering wheel as we cross the bridge
Through the serial bungalows and stucco apartments
And i'm afraid to wonder myself
Who could live in such an suburban hell?
Here's a new hit for the kids
Hanging out on the weekend
Smoking away their paycheques
Skipping out on this months rent
Here's a new hit for the kids
Hanging out on the weekend
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10. |
Matinee
03:51
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Slithering serpent of the age
Fornicates on an open stage
The crowd gathers around
Hailing the zeitgeist
Everything will be alright in the end
He's wearing leather boots
To cross the river of gloom
Gonna rest on the other side
Where nature opens her eyes
Everything will be alright in the end
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