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Put out your lights
You're taken over Sit on your hands For the new national anthem It sounds a lot like shit But it goes on and on Put out your lights The waiting's over Sit on your hands For the new national anthem It sounds a lot like shit But it goes on and on It sounds a lot like shit But it goes on and on On and on, it goes on and on On and on, it goes on and on |
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From Chicago to Miami
Shout New York, shout L.A. Today we take the White House And paint it poor man's grey From London to Damascus Cry Freetown in Marseilles Today we take the blue sky And paint it poor man's grey My mama she done told me There's heart and then there's hate If one of them's inside of you The other one it ain't From the alleys on the East side Where the train it throws the weight Brother take that cheeky smile And paint it poor man's grey From Berlin to Havana From Beijing to Bombay Today we take the blue sky And paint it poor man's grey |
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Go shoot down the Sun and Moon
Close your eyes, live at noon We don't know what we are But we're tired of it Go and get your friends We'll take this city While it's sleeping Down and out Without a doubt We're down and out Without a doubt We're down and out We're so heavy We can't get out from under it There's too many of us That don't want to fight it That don't want to fight it Hey I've lost too many years to this I walk behind the crowd And pick up the garbage That was our future without memory That made the children of the system we created And then forgave How can you love Jove, Drusilla, and forsake Rome? |
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Throw away your anger
Throw away the sheath Charge and spike your heavy guns 'Cause that ain't no kind of belief Dream of where it left you When you were still too young To know the difference between the faith in your heart And the politics of looking dumb Ah yeah It's all I know This empty road It keeps me looking for a place in your heart It's all I know Said brother are you weary? Said sister are you safe? Has this world got you thinking That it ain't nothing but jailer's cage? Well child there ain't no worries And child it ain't no thing Because this world's too old to hate you And too young to give up spring Ah yeah It's all I know This empty road It keeps me looking for a place in your heart It keeps me looking for a place in your heart It keeps me looking for a place in your heart It's all I know It's all I know It's all I know |
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In the wilderness uncountable voices
Earplugs for the birds and the animals And blinders for your beast of burden, the will For learning These books were made for burning In the wilderness Beneath the ancient sand lies crushed and tanned Those sapphire girls May we never forget you Alert status red But the sun comes up instead In the wilderness the only place to find freedom is in the dictionary Under "F" Men in holes, men in caves, men in chains I ask But the store clerk needn't check Man I forget which came first The bad idea or me befallen by it? Not giving a shit may we never forget you May we never forget you Alert status red But the sun comes up instead Alert status red But the sun comes up instead In the wilderness Senile live the zealous Lost to the treasures that compel us Muted down like patriots amiss You know I'm jealous of how you can just turn them off Those bad ideas that feel so soft May they never forget you Alert status red But the sun comes up instead Alert status red But the sun comes up instead Alert status red But the sun comes up instead Alert status red But the sun comes up instead |
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Little terror, pack your stars
Here's a big wind for your sails From the motherland Little terror sings the company song Here's a big hand to move you along From the motherland Mother, your son Well he's a bad boy Mostly a bad boy Mother, your son is done Well he's a bad boy Mostly a bad boy But he's the one Mother, your son He's a bad boy Mostly a bad boy Mother, your son is done Well he's a bad boy Mostly a bad boy But he's the one |
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Line up crooked my eyes straight up at the sun
In and out of consciousness, neither is much fun Show down with that head of yours and the book is 10 to 1 Ghetto rock for Princess Sticky Magazines Five nights on the TV and two nights in between To make out in the basement with the American dream Take your time Take your time Take your time Take your time Baby Ain't it crazy just to want it Arrogant to flaunt it since we Fell in love with a bad idea Shine up crooked your eyes blazing like the sun Make a little paradise for many to be one Name it after liberty and build it running guns Slumming it with Princess Sticky Magazines Five nights on the TV and for ten grand she'll agree To do it all on camera with the American dream Take your time Take your time Take your time Take your time Baby Ain't it crazy just to want it Arrogant to flaunt it since we Fell in love with a bad idea Baby Ain't it crazy just to want it Arrogant to flaunt it since we Fell in love with a bad idea Since we fell in love with a bad idea Take your time Take your time |
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Ain't got a job but the future's bright
Flipped off the world, well they say it's all right You never get what you wanna You never get what you wanna And modern love you just can't stand That candy coating is just a scam You never get what you wanna You never get what you wanna Oh ya, all right North American for life Oh ya, all right Ya mother fucker we're number one All out of beer so go get your gun And we'll take what we wanna Ya we'll take what we wanna The price of freedom is getting steep For every one, we spend three Just to take what we wanna Just to take what we wanna George is teaching the kids to fight Look at the world and you tell me it's all right My baby's New Amsterdam If she can't do it no one can Now I get what I wanna Ya I get what I wanna Oh ya, all right North American for life Oh ya, all right North American for life Oh ya, all right North American for life Oh ya, all right |
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What if you woke up in the middle of the night
And in your bare feed you walked outside And realized that you were awake, that you could fly Out over the world Out over the world To places that you've only heard of See faces that you were sold as murderers But just like you they're only lonely boys and girls Like all over the world All over the world What if you could lift them up What if you could make it so that times weren't tough So every morning when the world woke up There'd only be weather on the news Only weather on the news Only weather on the news Only weather on the news And what if you were back in bed With one of them floating over your head What do you say to your enemies When you don't know what it is That could have been between ya That could have been between ya all That could have been between ya that could have been between ya all That could have been between ya There ain't no blue skies over bad lands Even if it ain't raining in the mornings But you don't need to fly to understand it Just understand understanding Just understand understanding |
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Way up in that sky
I look up and I wonder If that's you passing by Whoa oh It's been a while since I was your man It's been a while since I was your man Used to shout up from outside Wake you when you were sleeping Now I walk the streets, I don't recognize nobody It's been a while since I was your man It's been a while since I was your man As time passed us by We never felt like we should We never did what we oughtta And folks they used to smile And now they just think that they should They just think that they should They think that they should They just think that they should We used to roll around on the floor And get some Chinese delivered Listen to Led Zeppelin IV It's been a while since I was your man It's been a while since I was your man It's been a while since I was your man It's been a while since I was your man Your man Your man It's been a while since I was your man Since I was your man |
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A hand off the heart
One on the wolf until your lambs itch Life lives in the dark But you joke and you kid about the light switch Lay down, lay down, lay down, no talking Stand up, stand up, stand up, start walking You run and you run and you run And there's no time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven No time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven A hand on the heart One on the wolf until your lambs bleed Life live in the dark But you joke and you kid about the light in me Lay down, lay down, lay down, no talking Stand up, stand up, stand up, start walking You run and you run and you run And there's no time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven No time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven No time to think No time to breathe No time at all Lay down, lay down, lay down, no talking Stand up, stand up, stand up, start walking You run and you run and you run and you run and you run and you run and you run And there's no time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven No time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven No time to think No time to breathe No time at all Just the Buffalo Seven |
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Saturdays
Saturdays I'm reminded of Bombs away Over our house when it could have been, should have been, doves A mind to waste Out on the street ya they sign you up Get a taste Beat you down when it could have been, should have been, love Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain Symphony Orchestra If heaven's above me Then those starry skies they know me If it can't get the blood off our hands Then you and I, we'll get it off ourselves So another day Pissed away down the bar Ain't it a shame Turned your head off when it could have been, should have been, on Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain Symphony Orchestra Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain Symphony Orchestra |
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