1. |
Never Coming Back
02:43
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The lights they shine
but not for long
too soon we wind up
underground
The best laid plans
of mice and men
will fall and crumble
in the end
Never coming back
One cannot know
how soon the end
remember your own
death my friend
You either go
before your time
or watch your friends
and family die
So soon we will
unconscious lie yet
in strange eons
even death may die
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2. |
Christmas In America
02:28
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Cobwebs hanging off the tree
the kids are all on drugs
freezing snow records too slow
no one cares because
It's Christmas in America
Cats on film and bones on strings
set the house ablaze
wave the flag and fan the flames
no one left who cares?
It's Christmas in America
Meaningless friendships, dead end love
stare into the void
empty skulls, digging holes
no one goes outside
It's Christmas in America
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3. |
Beauty Sleep
02:26
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Short couch to a stiff neck
little sleep to headache
while the flies circle round the face
it just gets harder to rest these days
these days
Wretched dreams you cannot wake
restless scenes you cant escape
wrestle demons in my mind
a brush with fate can leave you blind
Familiar ghosts you can't evade
troubled nights and weary days
loneliness you can't avoid
wake up tired not unscathed
not a ghost of a chance
Want the keys - you'll get a lock
want a ride? - you'll have to walk
when you're full - it's time to mow down
if you're thirsty - you're gonna drown
The weight of life is always pushing down
crushed cans cannot ferret out what's wrong
way of life is always grinding down
breaking bottles won't get you a job
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4. |
The Rake's Progress
01:34
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Maybe you just lose some teeth
Maybe your life to drugs
Drink your health to the wind
Waste away for love
The rake's progress
Maybe you can get rich quick
On a gambling roll
Lose your car your house your ring
No more driving home
The rake's progress
Collect failed schemes and broken dreams
Dragged forever lower
Lay your body in the Field
Spiteful stars above
The rake's progress
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5. |
Scales
01:36
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An open mind
the less we hide
the more we share in
The more wide eyed
the less we're blind
don't mind the staring
Fists balled up
and jaws clenched shut
cramps dialoguing
Wielding a knife
can take a life
or carve a violin
Fall away
fall away
fall away
scales from our eyes
Stories told
spinning tales
around the fire
Keep in mind
the line not crossed
no one likes liars
Tear away
tear away
tear away
the scales from our eyes
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6. |
Plastic Wasteland
01:18
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There's not so much to see, there's nothing left to do, I'd give you anything
There's not so much to see, there's nothing left to do, couldn't give you anything
A flashy caravan, an empty tin can, hell is other people
The person that you are, how much of it's been bought, new or second hand?
Elastic waistband, plastic wasteland
Shiny and new, is all that interests you; toys to be broken
Glinting like a metal tooth, wealth to be accrued
I'd give you something, if only I could
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7. |
My Ways
00:45
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8. |
Learning To Lose
01:31
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9. |
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Don't forget what you are made of
Don't forget where you are from
Don't forget the tools that built you
Don't forget the working hands
The sledgehammer and the needle
The egg is wiser than the hen
The privation curses
But the hunger comes straightly
All the garments and the trappings
All men's coats and ladies clothes
The needle stitches for the masses
Be they kings or threadbare poor
The sledgehammer and the needle
The egg is wiser than the hen
The privation curses
But the hunger comes again
The ax, the hatchet, tongs, & poker
And hoes, sickles, scythes, & plows
Every house and all the churches
Ships and guns were hammered all
The sledgehammer and the needle
The egg is wiser than the hen
The privation curses
And the hunger comes again
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10. |
Decorative Handle
01:29
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Makes as much sense as a decorative handle
With which no one should lift
A sight more pleasing as a scented candle
A candle in the wind
If you want more reasons to blow it
Life will surely give
If you look too hard at beauty
Grime will surface swift
For the night shift
Be careful not to scratch the surface
Before the fog should lift
Or you might be the one to get scratched
As the iceberg hits
Sunken ships
Low blows bloody nose
Grazed knuckles skinned elbows
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11. |
Escape
02:10
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We can walk for many days
We can talk about escape
We can hear the human pain
We can watch the children play
We can run to run away
We can kick a ball to play
We can dig a hole to see
If it can be dug too deep
We can learn a couple things
We can try our best to sing
Hold the whole weight of the world
While we work to make our due
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12. |
The Tenth Trade
03:07
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The cruelest lies
blamed on necessity
The hardest truths
the ones too close too see
If kindness really counts
who can even say
Giving all you have
will kill you anyway
Do a lousy job
still better than none
Get it done yourself
let fate guide your hand
Banging pots and pans
for a medal on the chest
All things can be fixed
but a broken heart
Jack of all trades
master of none
Jack of nine trades
the tenth is famine
Cold handshake like a pocketful of mold
forced to eat a mealy apple so withered and old
Bucket full of rye, bitter handful of dust
sew seeds of unease and mistrust
Gather wealth like a rodent down a hole
fatten flesh to hide from bones
Mouth of lye cold hearth of rust
harvest dismay and disgust
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13. |
Take No Steps
03:00
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No stress, take no steps.
No obstructions in my way.
No ambition, no fucking friction.
Nothing threatening, nothing left.
Cause the days are sick.
And the games are fucking fixed.
When the days are sick,
I turn inward, I turn away.
No form man, forget the flesh.
I am the ether, not the eyes.
Forget the senses, no frame of reference.
I can hide, inside my mind.
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14. |
Still Born
02:34
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Shaking hands yeah and dying minds,
are taking to the streets.
They have anchors in their eyes.
All my friends have vacant smiles,
and lipstick on their cheeks.
Skin transparent, form unglued.
They say take a leap of faith,
You'll be in a better place.
Soaking rags in gasoline,
decaying books on shelves.
You're working your machine.
Negative space, this is hell.
Swimming in the dark
A modern labyrinth.
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15. |
Cold Hands
02:08
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16. |
Broken Lines
02:00
|
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17. |
Break Up
02:44
|
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18. |
The Rake's Progress
01:41
|
|||
Maybe you just lose some teeth
Maybe your life to drugs
Drink your health to the wind
Waste away for love
The rake's progress
Maybe you can get rich quick
On a gambling roll
Lose your car your house your ring
No more driving home
The rake's progress
Collect failed schemes and broken dreams
Dragged forever lower
Lay your body in the Field
Spiteful stars above
The rake's progress
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19. |
Broken Lines
02:10
|
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20. |
Christmas In America
02:23
|
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Cobwebs hanging off the tree
the kids are all on drugs
freezing snow records too slow
no one cares because
It's Christmas in America
Cats on film and bones on strings
set the house ablaze
wave the flag and fan the flames
no one left who cares?
It's Christmas in America
Meaningless friendships, dead end love
stare into the void
empty skulls, digging holes
no one goes outside
It's Christmas in America
|
||||
21. |
Take No Steps
03:02
|
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No stress, take no steps.
No obstructions in my way.
No ambition, no fucking friction.
Nothing threatening, nothing left.
Cause the days are sick.
And the games are fucking fixed.
When the days are sick,
I turn inward, I turn away.
No form man, forget the flesh.
I am the ether, not the eyes.
Forget the senses, no frame of reference.
I can hide, inside my mind.
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||||
22. |
Beauty Sleep
02:10
|
|||
Short couch to a stiff neck
little sleep to headache
while the flies circle round the face
it just gets harder to rest these days
these days
Wretched dreams you cannot wake
restless scenes you cant escape
wrestle demons in my mind
a brush with fate can leave you blind
Familiar ghosts you can't evade
troubled nights and weary days
loneliness you can't avoid
wake up tired not unscathed
not a ghost of a chance
Want the keys - you'll get a lock
want a ride? - you'll have to walk
when you're full - it's time to mow down
if you're thirsty - you're gonna drown
The weight of life is always pushing down
crushed cans cannot ferret out what's wrong
way of life is always grinding down
breaking bottles won't get you a job
|
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23. |
Escape
01:55
|
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We can walk for many days
We can talk about escape
We can hear the human pain
We can watch the children play
We can run to run away
We can kick a ball to play
We can dig a hole to see
If it can be dug too deep
We can learn a couple things
We can try our best to sing
Hold the whole weight of the world
While we work to make our due
|
||||
24. |
Still Born
01:52
|
|||
Shaking hands yeah and dying minds,
are taking to the streets.
They have anchors in their eyes.
All my friends have vacant smiles,
and lipstick on their cheeks.
Skin transparent, form unglued.
They say take a leap of faith,
You'll be in a better place.
Soaking rags in gasoline,
decaying books on shelves.
You're working your machine.
Negative space, this is hell.
Swimming in the dark
A modern labyrinth.
|
||||
25. |
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26. |
The Tenth Trade
02:42
|
|||
The cruelest lies
blamed on necessity
The hardest truths
the ones too close too see
If kindness really counts
who can even say
Giving all you have
will kill you anyway
Do a lousy job
still better than none
Get it done yourself
let fate guide your hand
Banging pots and pans
for a medal on the chest
All things can be fixed
but a broken heart
Jack of all trades
master of none
Jack of nine trades
the tenth is famine
Cold handshake like a pocketful of mold
forced to eat a mealy apple so withered and old
Bucket full of rye, bitter handful of dust
sew seeds of unease and mistrust
Gather wealth like a rodent down a hole
fatten flesh to hide from bones
Mouth of lye cold hearth of rust
harvest dismay and disgust
|
||||
27. |
Never Coming Back
02:40
|
|||
The lights they shine
but not for long
too soon we wind up
underground
The best laid plans
of mice and men
will fall and crumble
in the end
Never coming back
One cannot know
how soon the end
remember your own
death my friend
You either go
before your time
or watch your friends
and family die
So soon we will
unconscious lie yet
in strange eons
even death may die
|
||||
28. |
Decorative Handle
01:37
|
|||
29. |
||||
Don't forget what you are made of
Don't forget where you are from
Don't forget the tools that built you
Don't forget the working hands
The sledgehammer and the needle
The egg is wiser than the hen
The privation curses
But the hunger comes straightly
All the garments and the trappings
All men's coats and ladies clothes
The needle stitches for the masses
Be they kings or threadbare poor
The sledgehammer and the needle
The egg is wiser than the hen
The privation curses
But the hunger comes again
The ax, the hatchet, tongs, & poker
And hoes, sickles, scythes, & plows
Every house and all the churches
Ships and guns were hammered all
The sledgehammer and the needle
The egg is wiser than the hen
The privation curses
And the hunger comes again
|
||||
30. |
Cold Hands
02:10
|
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31. |
Break Up
02:52
|
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32. |
Sfinții Veți Mânca
02:21
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Sacramental Saturns children
To a meal they're left abandoned
Blood for wine live flesh for wafer
With holy teeth they are devoured
Înainte de a ajunge la dumnezeu
sfinții veți mânca
You were finished when you started
Dig a grave to plant a garden
Accomplishments earn enemies
And a jailor gets more keys
Tigers cannot wear more stripes
Paper isn't worth a life
Sirens sing at dinner time
We are all guilty of crime
Before you get to heaven
the saints will eat you
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33. |
Suit
02:05
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Got a brand new suit back from the cleaners
with shiny shoes didn't fit me
worn old soles sorely missing
cheap polyester split at the seams
Someones splashing puddles in my grandfather's boots
reading the paper in his shirt and necktie too
someones walking round in his funeral suit
the genes we inherit, don't make 'em like they used to
Dirty sheets strung out on the clothesline
flown at half mast for the tragedy
dusty box of old memories
echoes of shadow boxing
Someones splashing puddles in a great man's boots
watching both the news in his shirt and necktie too
someones on the town in his funeral shoes
the dreams of our parents grown faded from use
Who will shake the money tree
who will head the library
who will save the rubber bands
and win at cards in foreign lands
Brand new suit
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34. |
Plea
01:13
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35. |
Tempting Fate
01:07
|
|||
Tempting fate
Walking under cranes
Drinking in the rain
Locking out the brain
Nursery rhymes
Famous crimes
Lullabies
Most popular lies
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36. |
Current Events
00:52
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National debts
Bank profits
Current events
Homeless vets
Moderate threats
Current events
Starving kids
We all need to be scared
Current events
Celebrity guests
Assassination attempts
Current events
How to invest
Commercial jets
Current events
Routine fitness
Vacation or death
Current events
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37. |
Steal Away The Day
01:28
|
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The clock goes ticking ticking ticking time is running out
The sand is sinking swiftly to the bottom of the hourglass
Dire urges desperation living underground
Booze and coffee liquid courage just enough to go around
Steal away the day again
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38. |
River Song
01:19
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There was a man
who lived by the river
he was a fisherman
Cast a net
and made a living
and there were
still fish in the sea
Then they came
and built a dam
he didn't give
a damn for power
And the farmers
drained the water
till there were
fewer fish
swimming free
Some nights his kids
had to go hungry
they left for the big city
In his dreams
he's still mending nets
instead of at the factory
Would have sold the watch
from his retirement
if he could go back home
Sure it beats some other ways
things could have gone
still hard concrete's not water
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39. |
It's Saturday Somewhere
01:21
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