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Somewhere along the way my hopefulness turned to sadness
Somewhere along the way my sadness turned to bitterness Somewhere along the way my bitterness turned to anger Somewhere along the way my anger turned to vengeance And the ones that I make pay Are never the ones who deserve it And the ones who deserve it they'll never understand it Yes, I know I am going to hell in a purple basket At least I will be in another world, while you're pissing on my casket How could you be Oh So perfect for me? Oh Why can't you ignore Oh The things I did before? Oh Somewhere along the way exacting vengeance gave excitement Somewhere along the way that excitement turned to pleasure Somewhere along the way that pleasure turned to madness Sooner or later that kind of madness turns into pain And the ones that I made pay were never ones who deserved it Those who helped me along the way, I smacked them as I thanked them Yes, I know I am going to hell in a leather jacket At least I will be in another world, while you're pissing on my casket All that I can do now is sing a song of faded glory And all you got to do is sit there, look great, and make them horny Together we will sing songs and tell exaggerated stories About the way we feel today, and tonight and in the morning How could you be Oh So perfect for me? Oh Why can't you ignore Oh The things I did before? Oh And take all your fears And pretend there all true And take all your plans And pretend they fell through And that's what it's like Oh That's what it's like for most people in this world The rich or the poor, oh Muslims or Jews, oh When roles are reversed, oh Opinions are too, oh That's all I'm gonna say now Right before they come knocking on my door now |
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| 2. |
| 5:08 |
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We might be in for a late night
Stuck in a lava flow of brake lights I can hear a rattling bass drum Driving back to where it came from Sit back, oh I shop, therefore, I am the cause Protect me from what I was Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it Timing is everything, timing is everything Timing is everything, timing is everything Timing is everything, timing is everything I'm at your feet where critters meet Who should be asleep and not crossing roads or highways In the afterlife of super cities, rapidly devouring its outskirts It's neon octopus arms redecorating late at night Robot camp for kids who hate sports Mothers crying at the airport Finding the dreams you left behind to do Waving goodbye, your young heart cries for you Sit back, oh You're finding it hard To get very far But we were born waiting in line Grabbing the future by the eyes Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it Timing is everything, timing is everything Getting the hang of it, timing is everything Getting the hang of it, timing is everything Timing the hang of it, getting is everything Getting the timing of everything hanging is Hanging the getting of, timing the everything Like batteries we die, like rivers we dry We fuel and recharge, that's humans and cars My fun, my sun, be my homework done Where did you go? You were my ride home Is that what we want? Is everything shot? Is that what you ask for? 'Cause that's what we got Nothing stands still Nothing stands still |
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| 3. |
| 5:00 |
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I hear it in your silence, when you don't speak
What was funny then isn't funny anymore I can hear it in your voice, there's always a catch We're going nowhere and we're going there fast Anything to watch while we are waiting For this apocalypse, what more is there to do? Its nice to be important, but so close to being despised Its more important to be nice, I guess, that being wise I'll take you shopping; I'll take you dancing too I'll take you out, all the things you wanna do I'll give you diamonds and I'll give you space So be with anyone you want, its alright with me Our time is over Don't you know that if a time-warp was open I'd stay right in my place That war is over I hear it in your silence, when you don't speak There is a quiet crying rage burning inside you so deep I'll give you anything, but I'll give you problems So be with anyone you want, its alright with me I hear it in your voice, can see it in your lips There's always a catch, I guess that's alright with me No one's around, but the map says "you're here" Now I can hear loneliness screaming in my ear Our time is over Don't you don't that if a time-warp was open I'd stay right in my place The war ain't over yet This war ain't over yet Being nice is only hard when others aren't Our time is over |
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| 4:03 |
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I just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball Where cities come together, to hate each other in the name of sport America, nothing is ever just how you plan I looked up to you but you thought I would look the other way And you hear, what you want to hear And they take what they want to take Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore So whens it coming? This life's new great movement that I can join The warning here Your faith has got to be greater than your fear Forgive them even if they are not sorry All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting Your are looking for your own voice, but your nervous While it leaves you trapped in another dimension Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time I got a mind full of blanks I need to go somewhere new fast And don't be shy, oh no, at least deliberately No one really cares or wanders why anymore Oh I got music, coming outta my hands and feet and kisses That is how it once was done All the dreamers on the run Forgive them even if they are not sorry All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting Were so quick to point out our own flaws in others Complicated, man was on the wings of robots If you believe in this world your not inviting me But don't think that yet, to the top, now know what to do |
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| 5. |
| 5:43 |
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Everything seems to go wrong when I start drinking,
Everything seemed to go my way last night. Everything seems so wrong to me this morning, I know things'll be brighter later tonight. On Ludlow Street, Chinatowns coming on Ludlow Street. Porta Ricans are runnin' on Ludlow Street, Soon musicians will haunt it, On Ludlow Street Red Indians once hunted, And it's hard... to just move along. While I surrendered my ego you fed yours, All my fantasies died when you said yours, I have dangled my pride to forget yours, Will my mind be at ease when I get yours? We'll find out, soon enough. It started back in 1624, The Lenape tribes would soon get forced from their home. Soon we'll all get pushed out now, as soon as I get sober. I remember why I drank it all away, On Ludlow Street. Nauseous regrets are calling me on the phone, My shoes they seem to be my only home, The only thing to last will be my bones, Oh tonight you'll hear the animals next door to you moan. On Ludlow Street Faces are changing on Ludlow Street Yuppies invading on Ludlow Street Night life is raging on Ludlow Street History's fading. And it's hard... to just move along. While I surrendered my ego, you fed yours. All my fantasies died when you said yours. I have dangled my pride to forget yours. Will my mind be at ease when you get yours? We'll find out soon enough. While they defended their ego, you fed yours. All their fantasies died when you said yours. They have dangled their pride to forget yours. Will their souls be at ease when you get yours? We'll find out soon enough. I'll found out soon enough. |
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| 6. |
| 5:21 |
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I don't believe it
I won't believe in it I'm not sad I understand that's how it goes Take it easy There's no time to be mad That's their job Blood on their teeth Death on their mind Pretty baby Please just get out of the way We're insane Eyes will follow you Weapons can't break through Tears will swallow you And you'll be seen right through Bulletproof glass Bulletproof glass Bulletproof -- you won't have any trouble now But who knows? But who knows? Please don't deceive me I'm just so easily fooled But there's some things They do not want the answers to Don't wanna bring all that up But they keep leaving it out What'd ya do? We'll just let it be Until they all leave Bulletproof glass Bulletproof glass Bulletproof -- you won't have any trouble now But who knows? But who knows? If you wanna know somebody Might take a quick look at Their best friends Time is ours The dark is his You can lie to yourself But don't lie to me It's what they want Dominance and loyalty Romance and security Stay behind Bulletproof glass Bulletproof glass |
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| 7. |
| 4:54 |
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Running in the parking lot, I'm four years old I am lost, those were the days The soft murmur of voices in the other room Comforting you, as you fall asleep Staring at the mother-daughter clones go by We're in a race against time And time might be winning And it's not gonna take all day long Watching the urban decay all around us, oh boy And I'm on my way on somewhere Feels like I'm going left and right in the dark How long must we wait, how long must this take? Wake up I'm ashamed I think maybe sometimes I might have used tricks to make you like me more When I found you I was running wld Let's get outta here, and let's travel there I wanna know what are you baby 'Cause I think, I think you don't know Sliding across the Indian wildnerness Like the wind gliding down soft roads. 6am and you're in Hollywood And you're dancing, we made it We are turning back the Earth so fast That it feels a lot slower And it's not gonna take all day long Watching the urban decay all around us, oh boy And I'm on my way on somewhere Feels like I'm going left and right in the dark How long will it take To fix what they break Wake up Your Achilles heel is you like to feel Your fingers on the wheel Some live in a palace some live in the sewer. The director, the actor,the crew and the viewer. Boys get their toys and girls get their dolls and Nothing much gets easier in the final stages How you're spending the day is the same as your life. And you're watching the time run away. Wait up Wake up |
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| 5:03 |
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I wish that clouds could hold me up like I thought as a child growing up
I wish I could sound as soothing as the rainfall But I am only a drop from the storm Feel like a tourist out in the country Once this whole world was all countryside Feel like a tourist in the big city Soon I will simply evaporate They took the strings up north, the drums down south After they crossed Afghanistan a long time ago You're shuffling your feet into the next dimension Soon skyscrapers will be everywhere I feel like a tourist lost in the suburbs Soon the whole world will be urban sprawl Feel like a land lover out on the ocean Feel like a teardrop streaming off your chin Some will bet against you, try even to prevent you But not many can stop you man, if you got a perfect plan Can they possibly try - I demand to know why they would doubt you? In this hand, a thousand generations... Feel like a tourist out in the desert So hot it feels like the Devil's breath Feel like a tourist out in the swampland This world is just patches of water and land Everywhere I go I'm a tourist But if you stay with me, I'll always be at home |
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