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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Calling Dr. Carrion
Our hearts are in our mouths
Traffic's moving much too fast
We can't move north or south
Calling Dr. Carrion
Calling Dr. Carrion
Calling Dr. Carrion
Or anyone in white
I think its time you
Meet your neighbor
How about late tonight
Calling Dr. Carrion
Our life is in your hands
Connect me to your torture machine
Give it all you can
Calling Dr. Carrion
Calling Dr. Carrion
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from Marked For Death (죽음의 표적) by James Newton Howard [ost] (1990)
Walking down the street I can feel the tension
Everybody on me like I'm some kinda suspect
It's gotten me to thinkin' life's some kinda survival
Hell, that'll be the day when love is my rival
Get me on a plane to the Himalayas
I'll find a little ruby to waste my time with and...
Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level
Domino
Domino
Well, I'm shit outta luck today man
Now I'm callin' in my favors
Seems that I can't chew on whipped cream
Without me wakin' up some neighbor who'll...
Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level
Domino's fallin'
Black spiders spinnin'
The white gloves flashin'
And I ain't winnin'
Domino
Domino
Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level
Domino's fallin'
Black spiders spinnin'
The white gloves flashin'
And I ain't winnin'
Domino
Domino
Domino
Domino
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
It's shit
You wouldn't ever wanna kiss it
It's own mother doesn't miss it
It's shit
It's an art
You know the devil's getting smart
Just pull a string I'll play the part
It's an art
It's the same game
I don't feel sane
I've not found a club I'd want to join
It's shit
You wouldn't ever wanna kiss it
It's own mother doesn't miss it
It's shit
It's an art
You know the devil's getting smart
Just pull a string I'll play the part
It's an art
It's the same game
I don't feel sane
I've not found a club I'd want to join
It's shit
It's shit
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Standing high on beacons hill
Oh looking down on patton's pill
Oh, top notch hop scotch
Hodgey podge
Welcome to the western lodge
Moriah
Death will seem sir, real soon
In the sunshine afternoon
Kings and pawns are jumping lawns
For mary kay and lemon grass prawns
Think top notch hop scotch
Marky mark
Welcome to the western lark
Moriah
Frankincence and checkerboard squares can
Hardly live with peoples stares
Kings and pawns are jumping lawns
For mary kay and lemon grass prawns
And top notch hop scotch
Hodgey podge
Welcome to the western lodge
Moriah
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
My fallen star
Where are you now?
Where the light we lost is found
To turn us all around
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
You're underground
Where are you now?
Where the light we lost is found
To turn us all around
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Time to burn again
Fire for my friends
Time for your shift to end
I'm back to jack again
Realistic crunchilicious
Everything is suck suspicious
Mindless times I'm feeling lazy
Turn me on and let's go crazy
Dress me up and uniform me
Let's pretend like you don't bore me
Time to burn again
Fire for my friends
Fear is in m.i.a.
All that doubt this may
Kiss my ass man
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Take a shot at the clown
Don't worry he's down
His life is a joke
Can't hurt you he's broken
He prayed once to god
God gave him the nod
"just do like you do
We're lauging at you"
Hahahaha
Take a shot at the clown
Don't worry he's down
His life is a joke
Can't hurt you he's broken
Can't hurt you he's broken
Don't worry he's broken
Don't worry he's broken
Apart
Gods on the roof cast a shadow
No living proof from the sun
Remember when mothballs were candy
You wouldn't take shit from no one
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Mae come and play
On the crimson alter
Bring all you sing
And your deadly sting
Bring me all your burning hours
Bring me all your burning passed
Child say it wild
On the crimson alter
Bring all you sing
And your deadly sting
Fly sing it high
Can you hear me calling
Out to the power
Of your hour glass
Bring me all your burning hours
Bring me all your burning passed
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Shiva dancer
Poison's the answer
What killed the spider?
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
Evil tracers
Scanners and lasers
Teacups and tasers aw
Magic potions
Thoughtless notions
We'll get oceans
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
We don't say what we mean
We don't fly with the fold
Light the night with the fire
From your soul
Shiva dancer
Poison's the answer
What killed the spider?
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
Why the fly eat the fly
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
Why the fly eat the fly
Why the fly eat the fly
Oh my oh my
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
God is an illusion
Created by god
Created by god
The worlds in revolution
Created by god
Created by god
God is an illusion
Created by god
Created by god
The worlds in revolution
Created by god
Created by god
God is an illusion
Created by god
Created by god
The worlds in revolution
Created by god
Created by god
God is an illusion
Created by god
Created by god
The worlds in revolution
Created by god
Created by god
God is an illusion
Created by god
Created by god
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Angel you hypnotize me
You hypnotize me
Like the sun setting right behind me
Right beside me
The moon turning blue in the blue
Its not true
Its not true
Angel you mystify me
You mystify me
Hypnotize me every time
Where'd you put my poisoned mind
Release me
Low and lonely
High as kites
When do you think
We'll get it right
Release me
The sun is setting strange tonight
When do you think
We'll get it right
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from Songs From The Material World : A Tribute To George Harrison [tribute] (2003)
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
The milk is sour and the words profound
The babes in the woods are all cowlic bound
Dreams are nixed
Blessings are mixed
And the road to the slaughterhouse
Soon to be fixed
The tide falls back with the bones it's found
The night sits waiting because the world is round
All good things lost in time
Now the audience dozes at the drop of a dime
The milk is sour and the words profound
The babes in the woods are all cowlic bound
The tempo's false
The boymilk waltz
Has the ushers in the aisles doing sommersaults
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
I am the ghost that flews
Down highway 62
I make the shadows crawl
I lift you when you fall
Eli Eli
How lost am I
In your lover's sky
We're all alone in time
Someone has cut the line
And if we fade away
We were never meant to stay
Eli Eli
How lost am I?
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
Walk the night by you lover's side
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
Eli Eli
How lost am I?
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
Walk the night by you lover's side
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
Eli Eli
How lost am I?
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
In your lover's sky
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from Masters Of Reality - Welcome To The Western Lodge (2003)
Three dancers on the ceiling
One red one black
One reeling that she was just
An also ran
And she's never coming back down
It's my forked tongue that kisses you
All us devils misses you
Let the fire quiet you
Let the choir carry you home
It is you who sings the lonely song
That fills my hand
I drive along
Into the heart of dawn
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