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(R. Pollard-Sprout)
Disarm the settlers The new drunk drivers Have hoisted the flag We are with you in your anger Proud brothers Do not fret The bus will get you there yet To carry us to the lake The club is open Yeah, The club is open Hey, the club is open A-come on, come on, the club is open C'mon, c'mon, the club is open C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, the club is open... |
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Coded ancient, the crease
Unlock the timers And strike the chimers In my sleep Grab the coat, steel the fleece From behind the curtain It will most certain- ly bring peace To those with countless numbers No longer cold or hot, like Things that I will keep And hide them in my sleep Dead even countless numbers No longer cold or hot, like Things that I will keep And hide them in my sleep Coded ancient, oh brightness We shall see Loaded up and at night when We shall flee Not to tread through the heavy life Sink in the dream On the right night You'll find her waiting Selling things for cheap The things that I will keep |
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Eyeline the driveway
Eyeblack the door Sky all around me Levels life from roof to floor Trees and knees are lovely Seek it, find the core I have grown to life Like all in silence, wait for more Everywhere with helicopter Hard to follow when I'm slow Everywhere with helicopter Sending off where lightning goes I will try to fight them I will let them nowhere to go Try escape the pace I'll say God bless you, let me know We know the answers We fill us in I do not diminish Start to finish, front to end Everywhere with helicopter Hard to swallow when I'm slow Everywhere with helicopter Censor of the lightning ghosts Everywhere with helicopter Hard to swallow when I'm slow Everywhere with helicopter Sending off where lightning goes |
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I am a tree, I show my age when I don't cry
I have the leaf that will fall off when wind blows by Don't strip off my bark, I have been stripped of it before ‘Cause yesterday's gone and tomorrow has so much more in store You are a bird, you're taking off in every way Save the last word till there is nothing more to say Don't interrupt, you know the squirrels are my friends Get off my limb, for I will break before I bend I'm planning to see I'm planning to feel you all over me So climb up my trunk and build on your nest Come get the sap out of me I am a tree Fruitless and free No symmetry Touch me and see I am a tree, counting my rings will do no good I won't live long, but I would be with you if I could When you take flight, remember me to one who lives there Since you have flown, there's something special in the air I'm planning to see I'm planning to feel you all over me So climb up my trunk and build on your nest Come get the sap out of me I am a tree Fruitless and free No symmetry Touch me and see I am a tree, yeah Fruitless and free, yeah No symmetry, yeah |
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Paralyze the chains
Soft the shelled remains Stun the strike brigade They are played Out with cheek and hair Take the right to bear Teeth to bite them down In the ground My kind of soldier You can ride on my shoulders When you've won Fight for the moment Of control, when it opens Then it's gone Introduce your pride To the other side Vaporize the trial With denial My kind of soldier You can ride on my shoulders When you've won Fight for the moment Of control, when it opens Then it's gone |
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14 cheerleader coldfront
Point your nose beyond Creeping boys in alleys Find them when you’re gone Stick close to locker rooms And wavy clothes to wear You will hold them dear To something queer and stare 16 used companions Have nowhere to stay Give them access to parking spaces No coin meters there Stick close to locker rooms And wavy clothes to wear You will hold them dear To something queer and stare You will hold them dear To something queer and stare |
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Tower to the skies
An academy of lies And what goes up Surely must come down And we felt the mighty blow-up With the walls coming down Or something like that Most of us are quite pleased With the same old song And all of a sudden I'm relatively sane With everything to lose and nothing to gain Or something like that Man of wisdom and man of compromise Man of weak flesh in an armored disguise All fall down "If it's right you can tell" echos myron like a siren With endurance like the liberty bell And he tells you of the dreamers But he's cracked up like the road And he'd like to lift us up, but we're a very heavy load And we're finally here and shit yeah it's cool And shouldn't it be - or something like that |
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You are a child reaching out brave and true
For big things in the next room, and I Couldn't step into such open sky Along the crest of uncertainty you loom I'm learning to hunt for you I'm learning to hunt for you Say that you'll never run too far away Even with all the answers out there Where it's brighter, but no one will care Half as much as I care about you I'm learning to hunt for you I'm learning to hunt for you |
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I played the part
I played the start I made a table out of clay I placed my hands Upon the plans I waited for a proud display I played around I heard the sound Of certain trouble on the way I got bulldog skin I got bulldog skin I took a car I drove it far I dug the quality of steel I crashed my nerve I made it swerve I made it back, was no big deal I tasted blood A date with scud And now I don't know how to feel ‘Cause I got bulldog skin I got bulldog skin All right, get wild I got bulldog skin I got bulldog skin I got bulldog skin I got bulldog skin |
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Why is it every time I think about you
Something that you have said or implied makes me doubt you Then I look into your cynical eyes and I know it As if it never meant anything to me Parallel lines on a slow decline - tractor rape chain Better yet, let's all get wet on the tractor rape chain Speed up, slow down, go all around in the end In the first place it's probably just paranoia But there's a ghost in my room And he says I better run It's a thing I know - it's a thing I believe in Won't you tell it to go away? Parallel lines on a slow decline - tractor rape chain Better yet, let's all get wet on the tractor rape chain Speed up, slow down, go all around in the end Speed up, slow down, go all around in the end... |
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I've waited too long to have you
Hide in the back of me I've cheated so long I wonder How you keep track of me You could never be strong You can only be free And I never asked for the truth But you owe that to me I've entered the game of pricks With knives in the back of me Can't call you or on you no more When they're attacking me I'll climb up on the house Weep to water the trees And when you come calling me down I'll put on my disease You could never be strong You can only be free And I never asked for the truth But you owe that to me And I never asked for the truth But you owe that to me And I never asked for the truth But you owe that to me |
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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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(R. Pollard)
This is called "the coming of age" Coming into town with the giggling faggots Starting blizzards and other weird weather patterns We participate in the shit Now that's a hit Now that's a hit! |
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Hey, glad girls only want to get you high
And they're alright There will be no coronation There will be no flowers flowing In the light that passes though me Hey, glad girls only want to get you high And they're alright There will be no graduation There will be no trumpets blowing In the light that passes through me With the sinking of the sun I've come to greet you Clean your hands and go to sleep Confess the dreams Of good and bad men all around Some are lost And some have found The light that passes though me |
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With surgical focus
She stared at me and said “I'm willing to reach out into your head And I will keep you and cleanse you” She glared at me and wept A change is not going to hurt you Not this time And I've been waiting in line for this Now that it's taken forever, I insist Until I get it, I can't breathe Climbing high upon the rocky cliffs, she flies With surgical focus With surgical focus With surgical focus She stared at me and said “I'm willing to reach out, get into your head And I will keep you and cleanse you” She glared at me and wept A change is not going to hurt you Not this time And I've been waiting in line for this Now that it's taken forever, I insist Until I get it, I can't breathe Climbing high upon the rocky cliffs, she flies With surgical focus With surgical focus Well, I've been waiting in line for this Now that it's taken forever, I insist Until I get it, I can't breathe Climbing high upon the rocky cliffs, she flies With surgical focus With surgical focus With surgical focus With surgical focus With surgical focus With surgical focus |
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Paid up, weathered, and type-O
Clad in gladstone, watch him go Swimming ‘neath the microscope Hello lonely, bless the nation Mister skip to all or none Wooden soldiers fall upon Try to find what makes her tick While they're finding out what makes them sick I don't know where you find your nerve I don't know how you choose your words Speak the ones that suit you worst Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed Circle the ones that come alive Save them for the best of Jill Hives Been around and left you flat Tragically decided that Every child of God's a brat And she's dying to escape them But do we really need to see All her punchdrunk history? And which of it might hold the key For the exit to her destiny? I don't know where you get your nerve I don't know how you choose your words Speak the ones that suit you worst Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed Circle the ones that come alive Save them for the best of Jill Hives I don't know where you find your nerve I don't know how you choose your words Speak the ones that suit you worst Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed Circle the ones that come alive Save them for the best of Jill Hives Number one in all our souls Trifle in a crystal bowl Fill it up with nine to five Save them for the best of Jill Hives |
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I met a non-dairy creamer
Explicitly laid out like a fruitcake With a wet spot Bigger than a great lake Took me to the new church And baptized me with salt She told me, "liquor" I am a new man Hot freaks This one is on the house This one is better than ever I walked into the house of miraculous recovery And stood before king everything And he asked me to join him in the red wing Took me to pie land Said, "I'm a thigh man" I will be eternally hateful Hot freaks Hot freaks Hot freaks This one is on the house This one is better than ever And this one is on the house This one is better than ever This one is on the house This one is better than ever |
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Were you there?
Were you kicking? Alive in aisle twelve Gimmick of the century In boxes and jars And giveaway cars He motioning for you Twas a band They were sickening Arousing everyone PS Dump Your Boyfriend Promotional trash Emotional bash With helium balloons So now tell me How the hell did we miss it Bared his ass for all to see And no one got to kiss it |
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Trailing off the likes of it
She likes it when it grows Sending out a candidate She's sinking her foes Peaking out then leveling Wherever it goes And her mother will greet you And a river will reach you Breaking out to make you slave again Chasing Heather crazy Chasing Heather crazy Making sure that all the world is coming down All the world is coming down on her Anywhere I want to And if you want to come too We'll go down where All the girls are stumblin' round All the world is crumbling down around her Staring out from otherworldly windows painted red Doesn't have to listen to the voices in your head That's a different lie Do you remember what was said? And her mother will greet you And a river will reach you Breaking out to make you slave again Chasing Heather crazy Chasing Heather crazy Making sure that all the world is coming down All the world is coming down on her Anywhere I want to And if you want to come too We'll go down where All the girls are stumblin' round All the world is crumbling down around her Around her Around her Around her Around her |
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I want to start a new life
With my valuable hunting knife She will shine like a new girl And I want to shout out our love to the world, hit it Everything I think about I think about Everything I talk about I talk about with you But you don't know what I go through You don't know Days, they will turn into nights But my valuable hunting knife It will not rust through the tears And it will not lose its appeal over years, come on Everything I think about I think about Everything I talk about I talk about with you But you don't know what I go through You don't know I'll never know I'll never know And then I will run And then I will. . . And then I will hide And then I will. . . And then I will run And then I will. . . And then I will hide I'll never know I'll never know |
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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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Do you see me, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Like I see you? Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Do you see me, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Like I see you? Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Do you see me? Time lost, can't ever understand The lines like most, we wants to be alone But we can't be alone Do you see me, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Like I see you? Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Do you see me, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Like I see you? Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Do you see me? Can't believe the things we ask for Can't believe the things we want Do you see more than I do? Do you see me? Do you see more than I do? Do you see me, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Do you see me? Do you see me, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Do you see me? Do you see more than I do? Do you see more than I do? Do you see more than I do? |
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When you motor away beyond the once-red lips
When you free yourself from the chance of a lifetime You can be anyone they told you to You can belittle every little voice that told you so And then the time will come when you add up the numbers And then the time will come when you motor away Oh, why don't you just drive away? When you motor away down the icy streets You can't lie to yourself that it's the chance of a lifetime You can be anyone they told you to You can belittle every little voice that told you so And the time will come when you add up the numbers And then the time will come when you motor away Oh, why don't you just drive away? Come on Speed on |
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Someone tell me why
I do the things That i don't wanna do When you're around me..I'm somebody else Someone tell me why I act like a fool When things don't go my way When you're around me I'm somebody else There is good reason I guess Having once gone too far When you clean out the hive Does it make you wanna cry I'm still being followed by the Teenage FBI (CHORUS) Someone tell me why Someone tell me why Someone tell me why I do the things That i don't wanna do When you're around me I'm somebody else Someone tell me why Someone tell me why Someone tell me why I do the things That I don't wanna do When you're around me I'm somebody else Someone tell me why I act like a fool When things don't go my way When you're around me I'm somebody else There is good reason i guess Having once gone to far When you clean out the hive Does it make you wanna cry I'm still being followed by the Teenage FBI (Repeat Chorus) |
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I don’t know where I’ve come from
I don’t know where I’m off to and I need to find a way out and he’s here to help me find it Exit Flagger ...Exit Flagger I'm not going to race you today I need a life (as same as?) and I don't believe in anything I promise to (leave or lead ?) you one of these days I promise it'll be real soon. Exit Flagger..Exit Flagger I'm not going to race you today Promise to leave you |
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How can I look through
Their senseless side? As much as I'd like to All is not right - and it shows All around you Under the tree - a seed Come in closer There is a sign Shaped in the mind Pick up - for God's sake When we call you back to the lake How can I tell you All that is wrong Nothing invites you Can't get along - with you now And I try to There is a page It's still unwritten Why can't you find Time in your schedule To pick up... Oh, pick up for God's sake When we call you back to the lake Make no mistake We will call you back to the lake |
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I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
All of my impurities and evils yet unknown I am a journalist - I write to you to show you I am an incurable And nothing else behaves like me And I know what's right But I'm losing sight Of the clues for which I search and choose To abuse To just unlock my mind Yeah, and just unlock my mind I am a pharmacist Prescriptions I will fill you Potions, pills and medicines To ease your painful lives I am a lost soul I shoot myself with rock & roll The hole I dig is bottomless But nothing else can set me free And I know what's right But I'm losing sight Of the clues for which i search and choose To abuse To just unlock my mind Yeah, and just unlock my mind I am a scientist - I seek to understand me I am an incurable and nothing else behaves like me Everything is right Everything works out right Everything fades from sight Because that's alright with me |
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