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| 1. |
| 3:30 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:39 |
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| 3. |
| 4:56 | 
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I've laid this island sun a 1000 times I'm on it But I'm going strange This island's chills and shell cover me With winded rock And skies I've got yet to see I tried I even sent in friends They did it as a favor Cause I'm not that way I am the autumn in the scarlet I am the make-up on your eyes I land to sail Island sail Yeah, we're movin Yeah, we're movin This island's sun I've laid 1000 times Fortune me Fortune me Of all my mistakes I think I lent you late But I've never seen a scarlet Or a riot or the violence of you I land to sail Island sail Yeah, we're movin' |
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| 4. |
| 4:01 |
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Ripped off You smoked the Bible Rolled it up Your last breath Hot on my back You get started Try to get somewhere You move so slow You're not even here Dear traveller It's my death My rhythm My arithmetic I got used to Nobody ridin in the back Sorrow blowin through the veins I'm over Houston You're over the night we met Dear traveller The she Scared electricity Where no human Carries a map You say you gotta burn to shine But every prism unwinds A road to ruin And this tickets mine Dear traveller |
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| 5. |
| 2:46 |
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When will will make no way steal it Like I found speed on the mic I can't shut up We're street illegal Red hot In ports Swinger The thoughts of scene a crime Steal and all race out of my mind I give up We reckless op'ed And in a hot import Now words I'll always say Since I found speed on the mic I can't shut up To girls that love to haunt The U.S. is made To streak her letterman Back and forth |
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| 6. |
| 2:09 |
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I got an empty case of Wip-Its No more time on the meter Daybreak About face I think I'm comin' Cross another country line Are we there? Convertible Cookin' with nitrous Crackin' in the air I am the sign of go While last night's stars were high Now they're popping in the sky And the band is jammin' in Daybreak I don't like it Better tonight Better for you Buzzing flourescence I don't what it wants from me If I find the door Then I am the son of go And the band is movin' in That's what you get That's what you get When there's no time on the meter You get An empty case Of Wip-Its And a boyfriend with a beeper |
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| 7. |
| 2:59 |
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Better I Better I stayed up Better Mono Put on a side Better I Better I stayed up Better Mono Put on a side |
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| 8. |
| 2:37 |
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Say you're One man's taste Want what? Fall and break We've seen the dream folks In our day What? Fought the Father, the Pope Finally sent away Warden! Lock it! Free love's Fought our battles through the day We were full on idle A lot of them say Obey Your colorist Bleach it all away Free reign! Good rest! Break! Every brunette in the way We were full on idle A lot of them say Obey Your violence It's kinda late Say! You're! One man's date Want what? Fall and break We were full on idle A lot of them say Obey your violence Look close! Hate! Tide all white Row! On the glass surf He pulled the paddle It's okay with me What I'd like to do With your violin And it's bow |
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| 9. |
| 4:16 |
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No one break for me I just got life I'm in beer class Every Thursday night I was choppered out of sea life Bad advice filled the air Valour Ready Fight Go on, get the mayor Jumped tank And leavin' Broth of thieves Has anyone seen the iguana Has anyone seen the iguana No one broke for me I just got life I'm in cedars Every single night Swarmed and choppered Out of sea life Has anyone seen the iguana (4x) Has anyone Has anyone seen the iguana |
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| 10. |
| 3:04 |
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Life forced to drive us Spent the whole trip Tryin' to go my own way Pity for me Tattoo wow What a mile Where are tonight's crimes going? Innocent, I Caught a lawman's daughter Who tried Turnin' it up to unwind Between the soles Under the stories Waiting below A star-hit clock If I Offer to drive Just know where your lifeline's going |
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| 11. |
| 1:57 |
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| 12. |
| 4:40 |
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Na na na na na na Ta ah ah ah ah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Da da da, da da da Da da, da da da Toil toil toil til I get sick I try reverse, but I'm not that quick Chained to the ground No flyin', for you If you want it bad You gotta steal your own fuel Torn Toiled and troubled Da da da da da da Da da da ah ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Da da da da da da da da Da-ah Da da da! Toil toil toil Till I get sick I try reverse but I'm Not that quick Chained to the ground No flyin' for you If you want it bad You gotta steal your own fuel Torn Toiled and troubled |
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