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Can you feel it
Pumpin' down like heavy love
Can you feel it
Getting down to rise above
The rhythm gets you higher
Than the mountain tops
And everybody's ready
For the pressure drop
Motion to set it straight
So long since it was too late
Can you feel it
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Spare me - I don't need your yappin'
I got directions thrown at me
Like I was in need of clues
All nite long - all day, night,
Noon, morning same old song
Comes on strong - never ending
Bitching my nerves gone twitching
Come around wanna cook my goose
It's runnin'over and I'm well worth a deuce
Fresh out of patience and I'm getting real bored
Bet your ass I've heard it before
I hear you - but baby you don't move me
I've got enough of your predictions
And I just don't care what to do
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Passers by coincide with me
Steppin' out to cross my line
Feelin' sick - feel like shit
But I always say I'm fine
One stab in the back after another
I've had it up to my ears
One well aimed kick in their rear
And then I'm outta here
Are you ready - I've been ready
All my life all along
You bet I'm ready
Day by day night by nightmare
I've got my ass on the line
I've gotta get down get on out
Before I'm goin'blind
Are you ready - I'm ready
Won't you come along
Bet your ass I'm ready
Gotta move right out of here
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I've seen you girl - I've seen you walkin'
'Round for a long long time
I've heard you girl - I've heard you talkin'
Tounge in cheek but it don't rhyme
It's time to move - it's to shake those
Hips to a different beat
I got time to prove - today is dated
And obsolete
When mountains are too high
And their sides are to steep
And rivers run too deep
Offers like this don't come cheap
And you got nothin'but your soul to sell
C'mon down and we will treat you well
Baby welcome to hell
I've been watchin' you - I watched you
Droppin'out sweet torn and frayed
But nothing's stoppin' you - pillpoppin' days
Are over if you come my way
Absolution girl - let it go and be
The ultimate star fucker star
Got the solution girl - let loose
And dance to a different guitar
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Electric eyes keep track of what I'm doing
Extensive index files knows my way
Before I'm movin'
And get the picture developed
Before it's taken
I'm disillusioned but they sure
Know my way 'round
They cast no shadow
Don't make a sound
They're ahead of time
It blows my mind
I'm tied up and it gets me down
I say cold hard facts - you say paranoia
You don't have to react - they got device
To do for 'ya
They know the rhythm before it's
Set in motion
I wanna talk to you
But I know we ain't talkin' alone
Feels like someone else
Is on the phone
Top secrecy
Is blowin'me
I'm tied up and it gets me down
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Hound dogs they are fighting
In a room with a ten lock door
Waitin' for the second sighting
Plastered to a wall in a store
They got dope they got high
But they never tell the reasons why
Come clean sis' amphetamine
Has gone astray
Manhog takes a look in the mirror
Skins it up around 4:25
Still the picture's not getting clearer
Walks away, rips the joint, take a dive
If you can't cope you can hide
But they'll never let you in on their side
Come clean sisters turpenteen
Have gone away
Come clean fade away the scene
Stay clean perpetuate all means
Electric dreams guitars quarantean
I'm gone away
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I saw her in lightning
She stood in the rain
Soaked and wet she was fighting
Got off her knees once again
She's dragging me down
But I wanna keep her warm
Still is my coat enough shelter from the storm
I saw her in thunder
Beautiful electric and pale
I saw her go under
Where souls are always for sale
She's getting down to get higher
Persistent she walks with bare feet
She walks thru'brimstone and fire
Think I'll at the crossroad
Head for dead end street
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Poor little girl born to an modern world - lonely
Teenage angst ridden tried to make
Herself heard - lonely
From a one horse town to a burg twice the size
From being safe and sound to getting
Cramped in lie
It felt real easy so she started to snitch
But the bitchin' came around threw her
Right down the ditch
Never imagined it could turn out so wrong - lonely
Nobody listens 'cuz the story's too long - lonely
She tried to get by to her own little tune
Can't shoot prozac with a neddle and a spoon
Fell flat on her face crawled on her hands
And her knees
Tried to make friends with her enemies
She think's she's got it
She's got it way outta line
Now she's got the attention
If only she weren't so lonely
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