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Show me a wonder
you can't be sure of I exist in a place a self-made vacuum But still stranded here with all the scum So clean - so lost - so beautiful But I found that soulYeah I found that home ButI found that soulBut I found that soul Yeah I found that nowBut I found that soul Not a subject not a subject am I Sick and pale but strangely alive Broken blood vessels line my cheeks Reflections look bad and somehow unreal ButI found that soulYeah I found that home But I found that soulBut I found that soul Yeah I found that nowBut I found that soul But I found that soulYeah I found that home But I found that soulBut I found that soul Yeah I found that nowBut I found that soul Show me a wonderShow me a wonder Show me a wonderShow me a wonder |
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| 2. |
| 4:12 |
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Me totemo utsukushii desune
Totemo utsukushiime woshi temasune It's easy to see it's easy to see To see only white where colour should be It's easy to feel it's easy to feel But it's not good enough even though it's real Oh please stay awake And then we can drink some Ocean Spray Oh please stay awake And then we can drink some Ocean Spray It's easy to breathe it's easy to grieve To breathe only air where life should be It's easy to laugh it's easy to cry To cry so so hard that it can't be denied Oh please stay awake And then we can drink some Ocean Spray Oh please stay awake And then we can drink some Ocean Spray Oh please stay awake And then we can drink some Ocean Spray Oh please stay awake And then we can drink some Ocean Spray |
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| 3. |
| 4:02 |
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Into a vein exhibit the derelict
Secular mosaic distracted at birth A cubist abstraction let it live forever Narcissism so lonely so live by the sea what a mess Cosmetic - polemic Distinguished - by relics Destructive aesthetic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous Brutality is needed in capitalist society Television abandoned my very entity Nature failed me but then it made me We all pray for pluralist babies Cosmetic - polemic Distinguished - by relics Destructive aesthetic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous Dismayed - dispossessed Life becomes calvinist So sparkle and believe Linguistics die easily Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous |
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| 4. |
| 4:02 |
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Things get clear when I feel free
When whatever's next comes easily When gentle hands give life to me When your eyes fill with tiny tears When I'm this still you are my life So at ease in the midnight sky But my insides will look like war Paralysed except through my thoughts So why so sad - you live and you love So why so sad - dependent on above Searching for the dead sea scrolls So why, so why so sad My smile as real as a hyena's Burns an expressway to my skull But I'll stick myself together again Spirit so low I no longer pretend So why so sad - you live and you love So why so sad - dependent on above Searching for the dead sea scrolls So why, so why so sad So why so sad - you live and you love So why so sad - dependent on above Searching for the dead sea scrolls So why, so why so sad |
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| 3:46 |
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Where are you now
Broken up or still around The CIA says you're a guilty man Will we see the like of you again Can anyone make a difference anymore Can anyone write a protest song Pinky lefty revolutionary Burned at the stake for ? A voice so pure - a vision so clear I gotta learn to live like you Learn to sing like you(woo~) Went to Cuba to meet Castro Never got past sleepy Moscow A giant man with a heavenly voice MK ultra turned you paranoid No passport till 1958 McCarthy poisoned through with hate Liberty lost still buried today Beneath the lie of the USA A voice so pure - a vision so clear I gotta learn to live like you Learn to sing like you A voice so pure - a vision so clear I gotta learn to live like you Learn to sing like you (woo~) Sing it loud - sing it proud I will be heard I will be found Sing it loud - sing it proud I will be heard I will be found |
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| 6. |
| 3:40 |
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Detoxification
Purification The ravaged corner Cold and embittered Run away - run away as fast as you can From anything that needs discipline The year of purification The year of purification Deification Depopulation Crescendo of craving Sullen and distorted Run away - run away as fast as you can From anything that needs discipline The year of purification The year of The year of purification The year of purification What have I said? What have I said again? I regret everything Moral little shit-kickers Liberal asinine pricks Run away - run away as fast as you can From anything that needs discipline The year of purification The year of The year of purification The year of purification |
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| 7. |
| 4:29 |
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I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby I got the Wattsville blues I got nothing to lose now baby Time is going on Time is leaving me I got the Wattsville blues I got the Wattsville blues now baby But I still love the smile on your face But I still love the sense of this place I'm so happy I know I can never leave Even though my, my brain it fucking bleeds I got the Wattsville blues I got nothing to lose now baby I got the Wattsville blues I got nothing to lose Time is going on And time is killing me I got the Wattsville blues I got the Wattsville blues now baby But I still love the smile on your face But I still love everything about this place I'm so happy I know I can never leave There's a part of me that will never leave But I still love But I still love But I still love the smile on your face But I still love the everything about this place I'm so happy I know I can never leave Even though my, my brain it fucking bleeds I got the Wattsville blues I got nothing to lose now baby I got the Wattsville blues now baby Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Wattsville blues Wattsville blues Don't want no friends Don't want no friends Don't want no Don't want no Don't want no friends Don't want useless fuckers knocking at my door Poxy fucking assholes following me Don't you understand that I fucking despise Every single living organism? I'm dead |
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| 8. |
| 3:52 |
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Miss Europa Disco Dancer
Feel the drug of your persona Miss Europa Disco Dancer I'm in heaven when I see ya Miss Europa Disco Dancer Favourite son and favourite daughter Miss Europa Disco Dancer Suck-suck up all your power So serene the world turns blue Heads are spinning it feels so good It's poetry, sheer poetry The way you destroy your beauty Miss Europa Disco Dancer Brutally becomes a no-hoper Miss Europa Disco Dancer Had your luck and had your chances Miss Europa Disco Dancer Never reached the super-nova Miss Europa Disco Dancer Wake up drunk and then fall over So messed up the world turns grey All washed up with debts to pay It's agony, sheer agony The way your life just fades away So serene the world turns blue Heads are spinning it feels so good It's poetry, sheer poetry The way you destroy your beauty So messed up the world turns grey All washed up with debts to pay It's agony, sheer agony The way your life just fades away Brain dead motherfuckers |
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| 9. |
| 3:23 |
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Dead martyrs All stigmartys
Dead heroes For fear of zeroes Dead martyrs Always take it further Dead heroes Know no fear Living for some happiness Find nothing that satisfies Had a beginning but I got no end Got no future - just dead stars for dead eyes Got no future - just dead stars for dead eyes Got no future Dead stars are always the blackest Dead heroes the living empty Dead martyrs hang on forever Dead martyrs always take it further Living for some happiness Find nothing that satisfies Had a beginning but I got no end Got no future - just dead stars for dead eyes Got no future - just dead stars for dead eyes Got no future Got no future - just dead stars for dead eyes Got no future - just dead stars for dead eyes Got no future |
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| 10. |
| 3:16 |
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The nothing in me
The apostle in me No interpretation For the heart of me I can't see right from my wrong I've loved so much that I can't go on It's not my life anymore Don't speak the truth anymore All of the hope and the dreams Ripped right open at the seams I can't see right from my wrong I've loved so much that I can't go on Seems like I've lost myself To everybody and everything else I've lied again today People laugh at it all the time I can't see right from my wrong I've loved so much that I can't go on It's not my life anymore Don't speak the truth anymore All of the hope and the dreams Ripped right open at the seams I can't see right from my wrong I've loved so much that I can't go on The nothing in me The nothing in me The apostle in me No interpretation For the heart in me The nothing in me The apostle in me The nothing in me The apostle in me The nothing in me |
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| 11. |
| 4:56 |
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I'm small and I am tired
I'm blurred to bits and wired I'm nothing in this universe Nothing but pieces of dust Appearing in more repeats The mirror man has seen defeat Hide away be old and grey Alfred J. Prufrock would be proud of me Keep it together - hold it together Keep it together - hold it together Little someone in my own little guernica Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question Little someone in my own little guernica Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker Going now so happy and so loose Making bigger holes in my stomach Losing losing split down the middle With no end and no beginning I'm small and I'm tired I'm blurred to bits and wired I'm nothing in this universe Nothing but pieces of dust Keep it together - hold it together Keep it together - hold it together Little someone in my own little guernica Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question Little someone in my own little guernica Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker Keep it together - hold it together Little someone in my own little guernica Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question Little someone in my own little guernica Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker Ice-breaker Ice-breaker |
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My bedroom wall recalls what's in my head A collage constructed and constantly fed Goya mixes Picasso but it's hardly Spain Look through the window, pissing down with rain Lovely labradors outnumber musicians Bonnie and Clyde have m
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| 13. |
| 3:31 |
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You've been this way since school
Dysfunctional translucent Royalty on your wall So desperately mundane They're inbred baby just like you But you'd love the chance to eat their food Even though it has been chewed Royal correspondent Sad and lonely Royal correspondent Kills her daily Dream of the Daily Mail It is the holy grail And then the BBC Your life would be complete Build a fountain wash away the poor Just as long as your motives are pure Hold on tight or you just might lose her Royal correspondent Wears her Sunday best Royal correspondent Smarter than the rest Royal correspondent Smarter than the rest Royal correspondent Smarter than the rest Royal correspondent Smarter than the rest Royal correspondent Smarter than the rest Smarter than the rest |
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| 14. |
| 6:26 |
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We use ourselves like politicians
For all the money and indecision - indecision - indecision Feels like there's no escape Except through my hate Second hand germ warfare Denied oxygen everywhere Like a stunned fox - with memory loss A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller It is my epicentre It is my epicentre Non-existent energy adrenaline my god Still clinging to the umbilical cord - umbilical cord I'm breaking and I'm shaking - so delete the feeling Beneath the real thing - delete the feeling - delete the feeling Like a stunned fox - with memory loss A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller It is my epicentre I'm sleeping myself away Into the blurred life of yesterday Tip-tip-a-tapping tip-tip-a-tapping My nerves are destroyed Feels like there's no escape Except through my hate Second hand germ warfare Denied oxygen everywhere Like a stunned fox - with memory loss A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller This is my epicentre This is my epicentre You don't drink - you don't get high So make sure you take your medicine boy You don't drink - you don't get high So make sure you take your medicine boy This is my epicentre |
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| 15. |
| 3:38 |
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Blockades won't win you more votes
A Cuban adjustment act Offer the world a dream Dress it up - it's blackmail Internal matter they say For two million dollars a day Maybe a future in film But Cuban boxers still win Kidnapped - to the promised land The Bay Of Pigs Or baby Elian Operation - Peter Pan America The Devil's playground Baby Elian Baby Elian Across the unfair divide Where black will never meet white So read my token lips As if they never exist You cannot buy a nation Not even Miami mob We follow a shining path That you will never destroy Kidnapped - to the promised land The Bay Of Pigs Or baby Elian Operation - Peter Pan America The Devil's playground You don't just sit in a rocking chair When you've built a revolution You don't just sit in a rocking chair When you've built a revolution Baby Elian Baby Elian |
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| 3:00 |
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Liberty, sweet liberty Charitable respectability
Then pacifism killed us all For all the tourists on the Berlin wall So we protest about human rights Worship obesity as our birthright But freedom of speech won't feed my children Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing We love to kiss the Dalai Lama's ass Because he is such a holy man Free to eat and buy anything Free to fuck from Paris to Beijing Little boys with dangerous toys All bow down to the Beastie Boys But freedom of speech won't feed my children Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing Royalty - hereditery - unelected and becalmed Just like Stalin, just like Stalin Human and useless Bomb the Chinese Embassy The west is free, oh the west is free Laugh at the hammer and sickle It is antique, oh it is antique And see the love in Richard Gere's eyes JS Pemberton saved our lives But freedom of speech won't feed my children Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing |
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