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Find deep within your memory coat
A cricket bag you ate from Its sweet smiling apology Acceptance awaits you Don’t be afraid to cherish it Look it up in the bookmobile Look it up in the gun rack In the magazine rack And the map For it is only after the fence comes down That the cartoon bubble explodes And the new party begins Invitation only, still in a senator’s suitcase Let them out and dance for the ant god Like scary magnets to pounce upon command Upon the man The man called Aerodynamics |
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Crowded gymnasiums, no shortage of knockouts
And a country dance sellathon Overworked spines, all efforts considered But not before the prize is posted The king-sized electric institute Is proud to prevent “Dazzling Rhine Jive Click And His Up-and-coming Bombardiers” All fuckin’ right Hottest axe in a million years |
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Do you suppose she could change your life?
If she could, then I wish she would Do you suppose she could save my life? If she could, then I think she should It's another busy day for the cut-out witch Silver threads for our heads, need another stitch Golden needles in our eyes, then we realize It's another busy day for the cut-out witch And could she change this wrong into a right? Say pretty please and I think she might ‘Cause if she won't, you will fall and bust And turn to dust, so I think she must It's another busy day for the cut-out witch Silver threads for our heads, need another stitch Golden needles in our eyes, then we realize It's another busy day for the cut-out witch Do you think she can change your life? Do you think she can change your life? Do you think she can change your life? |
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Don't open life alone
Contact the empire solutionaries They cut the skin, they peel back the onion Reveal the ghost blood Fat black gas exudes Moves into the mirrored halls of empty values Canned sister Iowa Drive me to the changing room Where the counterfeit meets And brings its collection of orphans Leave them in the state grip The nurses hate them But it's up to you and me, my faithful sin-eater To give them a glorious lightbath And remove their wrapping Their burning flag birthday suit |
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Bitter fish in crude oil sea
You don't have to bother me You just have to join in on this song Crawling people on your knees Don't take this so seriously You just have to hum it all day long To dine alone To build a private zone Or trigger a synapse And free us from our traps You won't see me turn my back With my head against my stack Spitting teeth and breaking open skin Official ironmen, you are free Champions officially But you won't catch me on an open chin To dine alone To build a private zone Or trigger a synapse And free us from our traps Knockout punches for the freaks Happy little babies with red cheeks You will rock them gently out of sync Confirmations through the wire Spitting gas into the fire Am I also worthy of a drink? To dine alone To build a private zone Or trigger a synapse And free us from our traps |
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To remake the young flyer
Yes, we must define his high desire Stand erect and not detect The anythings that we could not admire From a long line of highmen Number one, is that the one to send? To restore all the trial This and then the national pride, so proud A question to the lunatic Does your day seem like night? Does your world go to heaven? Gallant men dash forth He takes his place He ends the laughter of the slaughter daughters Takes his softness from his hand and goes To remake the young flyer Yes, we must define his high desire |
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See you around, yeah
I wanted to call you around See you around, yeah I wanted to call you around Could you? Could you keep a secret from me? Yeah, could you? Could you keep a secret from me, yeah? See you around, yeah I wanted to call you around See you around, yeah I wanted to call you around When I'm alone I can see no sky When I'm alone I can see no sky When I'm alone I can see no sky Could you? Could you keep a secret from me, yeah? Could you? Could you keep a secret from me, yeah? |
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Come on, polluted eyeballs
Stop scouting out the field Jump up, bright paper werewolves And everybody everywhere Anyone can scratch And anyone can win So bring out another batch They want to get out of here But they can’t find the exit They cling to the cinema And they can’t find security Then they finally got recognized So they left in obscurity and misery |
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Straight to the lord of overstock
Who spoke for the millionth turn “Don’t be late for the superdeal, we’ll save you a lot And take every cent you earn” Following tips, his overfed rats Said, “Trust in the king of overstock Invest in his wisdom and learn There’s less to go around if everyone counts But if you’ve got the money to burn Then you will be in Always good faith For what you are worth In heaven on earth” |
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Time to say to you, my child
Your name is Wild And if you called me in To change the color Your name is Wild And I'll be taking you soon now To read the orange signs And I say now to you, “So what?” The useless fade in time You chose me to read you no lies Hooray for the day And I'll pray for the angels to keep you, my child You are safer now God knows it, too Time to say to you, my child Your name is Wild And if you called me in To change the color Your name is Wild And I'll be taking you soon now To read the orange signs And I say now to you, “So what?” The useless fade in time You chose me to read you no lies Hooray for the day And I'll pray for the angels to keep you, my child You are safer now God knows it, too |
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Friend of mine, what did you find?
The fog of a nightmare dissipating A rolling sign, better than mine The ghosts of a different dream are waiting A different kind of kiss The souls of a different mist are rolling I’ve been inside the mist The ghosts of another fist are calling The troops are led in tournament red In spite of the ogre’s trumpet blaring A world of hate can’t penetrate The crest of a different shield you’re wearing A different kind of fight And keep those telephones a-ringing I’ve been inside all right The ghosts of a different dream are singing |
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It’s crippling, never really knowing
They’re huddling where it’s always nice And plus there is a flame of frail and trippy hearts And swallowed, being small and being still Following wherever you will Look at them, they’re sensitive And they inch out, look at them And plus there is a flame of frail and trippy hearts And swallowed, being small and being still Following wherever you will |
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Once she was down and she opened
A crate of secrets darker than she Underwater explosions Curtains rippling obviously She can breathe Since I’ve been tired, she can breathe And the shocks are bound to please And she points to me To insist On facing the salt and it stings And certainly that changes things And she points to me Cups painted orange and sunburst Lined up side by side, keeps them so clean Brightly they shine in the starlight But darker places I’ve never seen She can breathe Since I’ve been tired, she can breathe And the shocks are bound to please And she points to me To insist On facing the salt and it stings And certainly that changes things And she points to me Sometimes passes through me And the sound will carry you on And the sound will carry you on |
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I'm dreaming and so it must be true
Nothing else could look as good as you do And so in a rocket go Up to where the astros flow into space Don't hold me down Atom eyes, don't worry your brain Take a break from every day Sell the house, the car, the pain Atom eyes I'm running away from your clues Atomizer sprinkler are spraying perfume Escape a lobotomy There's a million heartstrings ready to fly Let's pull them now Atom eyes, don't worry your brain Take a break from every day Sell the house, the car, the pain Just be sure to live again Atom eyes Atom eyes, don't worry your brain Take a break from every day Sell the house, the car, the pain Just be sure to live again Atom eyes |
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Roll out the painkillers
We'll have a perfect wig-out Sleepy boys don't look It's not in the gazette Or a statistical occurrence It's octopus caveman Drinking with the enemy He's got a girl on every arm He sits down and circulates In the office of hearts He's case-closed middleman In the office of hearts He'll steal you away He sits down and circulates Come feel the softest parts In the office of hearts Sit down and circulate Come feel the softest parts In the office of hearts Sit down and circulate Come feel the softest parts In the office of hearts |
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