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| 1. |
| 3:51 | 
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Trust, I don't know
It's not my middle name Drugs and chemicals All lead to your door It's just, well I don't know It's no religion What? Hell, I don't know Think God can save me You got that on video? It's all just numbers It's not that I won't go Near my own kitchen The sun is up The moon is full There's laughter in the tubes The submarines are just machines of rust The coffee cup, the talking bull This circles made of cubes The cruelest love is someone's You can't trust Trust, I don't know It's not my middle name Drugs and chemicals All lead to your door Trust, I don't know I don't like sunshine There's dust and heavy snow That's shrowding your door It's just that I don't know It's my religion The sun is up The moon is full There's laughter in the tubes The submarines are just machines of rust The coffee cup, the talking bull This circles made of cubes The cruelest love is someone's You can't trust |
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| 2. |
| 3:48 |
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Hang on, look back and wonder
Last chance to track and plunder Our glorious past, whatever Nothing can last forever No need to repeat To repeat From here it's only forward Only forward Cry till we smile Decide it We'll leave in style Won't fight it Bridges aflame Feels strange now Can't stay the same Must change now No need to repeat To repeat From here it's only forward Only forward Scary, so very Unnecessary Without you Within you No need to continue From here it's only forward Only forward |
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| 3. |
| 4:06 |
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Do you know what drives us
Could you read me the plot And could you explain please Cause I think I forgot I know I'm lucky Because my love is my friend But in my dreams I am talking To a little pig-eyed president Let the party begin Let the party begin What you see is what you get And we're all gonna die But not yet There's a ship that's sailing Through the back of my head There's a pale moon calling I don't get what she said There is me and a mirror There's a cat and a mouse There's a man who's building A pretty fence around his house Let the party begin Let the party begin What you see is what you get And we're all gonna die But not yet I know what you're thinking Yeah you think you're so cool You think you're the exception Except you're exactly the rule Let the party begin Let the party begin What you see is what you get And we're all gonna die But not yet |
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| 4. |
| 4:11 |
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We are so vain
We are insane We are in love All of the above We are so beautiful We are so shy We're just passing by And we are so blue All of that is true We are so beautiful |
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| 5. |
| 6:00 | 
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| 6. |
| 3:56 |
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| 7. |
| 5:09 |
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Let's not complain
Please mind the gap It's just a train, it's not a trap Let's get a grip, get out of here Just bite our lips and disappear Just one more kiss, then take good care We're hard to miss, we're everywhere We sell our dreams, we multiply Our leading theme's to say good-bye We fade out We just get tired, disintegrate We stay inside, don't stay up late We buy some stock, we own the town Still the old clock is ticking down We fade out |
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| 5:04 |
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She wears her Japanese silk slippers
She's standing in a blizzard of post-it notes On an Afghan rug and smiles I comb a hand through my hair I'm fumbling for a word but it's not there There's just a blind spot in my memory A friend wrote me a letter From his cigarette break He says he kind of found religion now He says he's doing fine A motorbike is roaring by outside I think it would be nice to take a ride Or spend a while in someone else's head On the street the psychedelic alcoholic From number 14 passes me by He grins as if he knew something Rent a flat, says a poster, Rent a thought, rent a lifestyle Today I saw a shopping cart duel In the supermarket aisle No sweets in the sweet shop, No wind in the tree tops And there's something in the air Early snow in October, All the drunkards are sober And there's something in the air All the while I think I gotta leave, No-one's nice these days And no-one pays their bills and I've been told My heart's in perfect shape Salesmen mumble bible quotings On the radio like tinnitus Irony is over, take the trash out Who said that? No sweets in the sweet shop, No wind in the tree tops And there's something in the air Early snow in October, All the drunkards are sober And there's something in the air She wears her Japanese silk slippers She's standing in a blizzard of post-it notes On an Afghan rug and smiles The world has turned into a blur With only random scenes in focus Cut-out images I cannot possibly explain No sweets in the sweet shop, No wind in the tree tops And there's something in the air Early snow in October, All the drunkards are sober And there's something in the air |
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| 9. |
| 4:25 |
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This is quiet like sleeping
Like a padded dream Like a movie with the sound down No sigh and no scream Just this slow-mo heartbeat This breath through my nose Like a longing for trees When the walls are too close I am dizzy, I'm weightless In this silicon cold There's no window to look out Not the tiniest hole I'm imagining voices I am tryin' to keep sane With the sound of my blood Whispering in my veins Someone give me a call Someone switch on the light Someone tear down the walls Someone kiss me goodnight I have memories of daylight Of things I have known There used to be someone But they left me alone Now it's hard not to panic It all happened so fast With the sun coming closer And the silence so vast Someone give me a call Someone switch on the light Someone tear down the walls Someone kiss me goodnight |
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| 10. |
| 4:34 |
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Swallow some faces,
Drink some embraces Sorry this place is not an oasis Sometimes she plays his song To erase the sky He certainly knows His electric neurosis Is something he chose As a means to get closest To red seas of roses Red seas to magnify It's in the stars It's in the stars It's in the stars She knows that he loses More time than excuses Her way to seduce is of almost no use As his wife introduces herself As his new standby She sighs and releases her juvenile Jesus He's down on his knees As her absence increases Sometimes she sees his show Just to freeze the time It's in the stars It's in the stars It's in the stars |
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| 11. |
| 3:26 |
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Wake up call inside my head
Echo loop of all she said You cling to things, you end up void No story, just a thousand polaroids Found a book that says, let go Your heart knows all you need to know But heart's a dump and mind's a zoo A storm of curious things I thought I knew So if I shout it out loud will it rhyme Anything can change, anything can change Anything can change at any time Bathroom mirror, try to smile Lipstick writing on the tiles She might be back, she might be gone I'll sleep with the aquarium light on So I'll dream of our one perfect crime Anything can change, anything can change Anything can changeat any time Maybe some hills are to high to climb, but Anything can change, anything can change Anything can change at any time |
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| 12. |
| 3:59 |
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It's just a habit, she isn't gonna call
It's nothing special, it's so unusual It's just a habit, quit staring at it Where are we headed? Are we just a habit? It's just a habit, a hobby for the week This great big planet, and everyone's unique So where's the fire, say where's the fire It's just a habit until you've had it It won't stop, it won't help All those great books on the shelf Switch it off, switch it on I am just an electron It's just a habit, this waiting by the phone I'm out of credit, I'm finally alone It's just a habit, so now is that it When will I get it? It's just a habit It won't stop, it won't go All those things I'll never know Switch it off, switch it on I am just an electron It's just a habit, she isn't gonna call It's nothing special, it's so unusual It's just a habit, quit staring at it |
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| 13. |
| 4:38 |
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There's no entry to your country
There's no entry to your country It's all yours, go collect All confidence, all self-respect You never sleep, I never dream All joy is just amphetamine There's no entry to your country There's no entry to your country You've been bad, you've been good You've been pure Hollywood So clench that fist and grit those teeth All that anger underneath There's no entry to your country There's no entry to your country Oh what a loss, oh what a waste What a dreadful aftertaste You kept out pain and misery But most of all you kept out me There's no entry to your country There's no entry to your country |
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| 4:27 |
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