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Operation I'm your patient - fix my style
When red lights flash please do not pass you'll kill a child
Nothing to fill our cups
Rot us out and dry us up
Covenant that heaven sent in blueprint picture tiles
We shadow on - Our hands get set
We shadow on - Our tongues stay wet
We shadow on - What's left to get?
We shadow on in a dry well
Operation dead on shore - salt in the tide
They come with vacuums, suck the conversations dry
There's really no need to fuss
You make it seem so obvious
Our hands are strained but when it rains our mouths are open wide
We shadow on - All hands get set
We shadow on - Our tongues stay wet
We shadow on - What's left to get?
We shadow on in a dry well
Seems I'm too late, the last plant wilts
Headlights in the dusk - rabbits on stilts
Last exit's leaving soon
Would you like to go along?
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2. |
Face the Shade
04:01
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You got me so out of tune, just how bad I couldn't say
I give credence to every moon, I can't just wish them all away
It's all because I am the pawn that can't be played
White noise in fuzz another shadow in the shade
Looking out your point of view it's clear that nobody will do
I wonder if it's true as I'm not talking to you
Your easy face says that you don't notice me
But I don't think that's very possible
Because I'm sitting right there, yeah I'm sitting right there
Cause I'm loaded
Can't you see that I know and there's not a thing to understand
All these people that you live walk together hand in hand
You are unseen, a stem off our endangered breed
Same race to run, running from the same old seed
Seems like all I do is bluff, so there's no tail between my legs
But nothing's never enough, when nothing's all I ever say
It clouds over as I step out on the street
I'll go nowhere following my feet
But I just had to get close to you, yeah I just had to get close to you
And I’m losing
When it comes it’s got to come in straight
And the time is always getting late
If you walk into the wrong whirl
Everyone will know that you’re unfurled
A dustbowl blues everywhere that I can see
The colors fused with a modern irony
Naive to indulge, no this is not a holocaust
Some lucky stars were all I ever really lost
Now I tango with the fear as I stumble to my home
Maybe I should stay out, but then again who really knows
The evil mind just won't shut up and go away
I will exist but I'll always face the shade
I'll always face the shade
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Battery gets low, it gets really slow
You’re too visual to see at all
And I gotta eat the morning banana
Build a cannon
Potassium is good for my stomach now quit
This sounds like bad indie shit
I’m gonna make it up now
Here comes the chorus it goes
I don’t wanna know
No I don’t think so
Turntable’s always broken
And if you gotta go
I don’t think so
Turntable’s always broken
Words are running on black fuel, black gears, no rules
Take heed to wherever you go
or eaten by the wolf wearin' that wool
I know that I should just quit
This sounds like bad indie shit
The time is like my mother
The monkey is my brother
I don't wanna know
So I don’t think so
Turntable’s always broken
And if you gotta go
I don’t think so
Turntable’s Always Broken
I must have been asleep
Da da da da dee
Tomorrow never knows
Fidelity is low
I'm forever in these clothes
There’s nowhere else to go, no
Turntable's always broken
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4. |
Tally Ho!
03:32
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Smooth out the creases too cruel to show
Cut up the pieces; look out below
They got nothing on me, and what's more is I know
The faces of the disease seek out the growth
And make a whole new scene that'll be so hip
Just take everything out and put it all back again
Space to fill out, we fill it in
Just before we crack: too old to pretend
Don't talk to me as if I already know
Lost my pretense, look there it goes
Ready or not get set explode
Don't talk to me Tally ho tally ho!
It's a treat for the sense so peel slow and see
There are no accidents born mysteries
Spare no expense, be sure to please
If I plot my defence they got nothing on me
Infants get warm from the TV glow
As the animals feed just outside the window
Takes a lot out of me if you know that I know
Hold up the light but don't let it show
Don't talk to me as if I already know
Lost my pretense, look there it goes
Ready or not get set explode
Don't talk to me Tally ho tally ho!
Enter in through the back, let's go for a ride
You're still armed for attack - I'm a fountain of lies
Let us go inside we have mouths to feed
Say no words of pride, say no yuppy creed
And you pause and stare, mouth dripping with lust
Thinking of me that it's you that I trust
Strategized to tease so you blink first
I just let it be you, worse comes to worst
Don't talk to me as if I already know
Lost my pretense, look there it goes
Ready or not get set explode
Don't talk to me Tally ho tally ho!
Cross the black tar streets, still putting up signs
Promise a mountain of treats if you play on a side
It's a holocaust, see their nazi smiles
Baited breath underneath, sleep with one open eye
And they'll take it all out to put it all back again
Say whatever you want just as long as they win
Dancing in the shoes made only for old men
Iconoclasts: never too old to pretend!
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5. |
Sky High
03:05
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Bleed bursting at the seams
Don’t you follow me
We can breed for free
It’s so seasonally assumed
Destitute and doomed
Hollow out the tomb
But the party never ends
They go up and they say
"Oh my, it’s way up in the sky high"
Choke, you know you shouldn’t smoke
Hey that’s not a joke
I refer to me as thee when occupying jealousy
And I’ll give just to receive
But dawn will lead to eve
And here we go again
Just look up and you’ll say
"Oh my it’s way up in the sky high
so high it’s way up in the sky high"
Oh, is there a way to get in?
Oh, is there a way to lose when they let you win, when they let you in?
Come, follow me my friend
I’ll lead you to the end
An invitation sent, just say "yes majesty,
I too do believe," and see just what i see
And the party won’t conceive the baby speaking
"Oh my it’s way up in the sky high
so high it’s way up in the sky high"
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Naughty Girl
02:20
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Well she's got old excuses running in her head
Each day is not, the time forgot, her fortune read
She was a naughty girl
You're looking for expression just to say the first word
But there's nothing you can say that she has not already heard
She was a naughty girl
I'm holding back again
Just to say it to her wouldn't have to hurt
But you are a naughty girl
So much is left unsaid about the ties that bind
As forever from now on her face is burned into your mind
She was a naughty girl
You wouldn't know but she's the queen of the street
It might not show but she's just happy to meet ya
In the naughty world
She was a naughty girl
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Peace Out!
03:55
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Been busy buzzin' like I'm one with the hive
To be so busy, not as dead as I'm alive
And to know what's real
If kids are dyin' I'm no part of that clan
I fill the corners praise the God and thank the man
Cause I know what's here
But now we wanna know
Peace Out! And mop the floor a little better
No....Peace out! Make sure you're reading all the letters
That they wrote then sent down here
Picture motion advertisement schemes
Here come the pictures floatin' down into the screens
So that we know what's real
Fix your quotients from a satellite beam
When brains are fried we'll have to make it all seem
Like it's real. It's real. It's real.
But now we wanna know
Peace Out! And mop the floor a little better
No....Peace out! Make sure you're reading all the letters
That they wrote then sent down here
I'm not stealing anything
I can't wait til I go home yeah
I'm not stealing anything
I can't wait til I'm alone yeah
Tell me what the future brings
I can't wait til I go home yeah
Tell me what tomorrow brings
I can't wait til I go home
So go home. Go home!
But now we wanna know
Peace Out! And mop the floor a little better
No! ...Peace out! Make sure you're reading all the letters
That they wrote then sent down here
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8. |
The Realtors
03:32
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Transistor radio wires tried to call you until I lost all patience
I bartered for assimilation but found out I was a part of a nation
The exiles are free in desert heat but is it worth desiring
These motions that keep the beat
Our place of mourning just got retired now
But here’s a piece of ruin
And you can keep it in spite
You know there’s nothing to it
Just get behind it
Its hard to keep the bleeding inside
Been running out of places to hide
I sent a message to my alien friends:
'Please send this back so that I know that it sent'
Part owner of a cloud of vacancy where I’m the registry
A haunting in the lost and found that
Only silence fills - there’s no ground
But here’s a piece of ruin
And you can keep it in spite
You know there’s nothing to it
Just get behind it
I’m taking pieces of everyone but you
The market is free and open to your view
Been planting seeds in a garden I can choose
I’ve grown to seeking anything that’s new
It’s all that I can do yeah yeah yeah
Still howling on the bitter moon
by the entryway to the key of no man’s
A green ghost exhales in blue
as the black lambs stare with their flowers in hand
One last dance upon the drunken boat that floats on fairytales
Daydreaming in an empty shell where all’s been sold
So what’s left to sell?
But here’s a piece of ruin
And you can keep it in spite
You know there’s nothing to it
Just get behind it
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Opiate
03:49
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Weekends broke and I’ve been choking
Pass it off like i was joking
Child in my soul is fading
And everything is so degrading
Travesty’s are missing me so
Dance inside these old sensations
Apathy will conquer me but
Hold on to your shorts be patient
Accidents will happen when you try to chase the rain i’m thinkin’
Nothing left but time to kill I’m drowning all my pain and winking
Cause hey, we’ve got it made
Grey is on my pencil stroke
Been trying to find the words to say just
What it is I want to hear and
how i will get out of here but
notice how she’s always smiling
There’s no space I’m occupying
Cannot hold attention spans
I try to notice and I can’t but
Accidents will happen when you try to chase the rain I’m thinkin’
Nothing left but time to kill - I’m drowning all my pain and winking
Cause hey, we’ve got it made
Looking for someone to tempt me
I have never felt so empty
Ugliness is what I’m here for
Punk rock kids aren’t what they once were
Everywhere a cult of winners
On their fucking glory benders
Fall asleep on memory lane
Wait in line or wait in vain for
Accidents to happen when you try to chase the rain I’m thinkin'
Nothing left but time to kill I’m drowning all my pain and winking
Cause hey, we’ve got it made
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10. |
Mary Kate
03:10
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Mary Kate, I know I know
I took shots at her apparel
I followed her around
She wore nothing but a rose to bed
I think she wants to leave town
Mary wait
And she's been breathing on the window pane
To blur the picture of the street
It took a minute - put a pulse to the finger
that will scratch until it bleeds
Mary Kate, I know I know
In the mind of the newlywed
She was born to conceive
The quiet eyes of a story
That anyone can see
Mary wait
Don't hide away, this anaemia soaks into your sheets
Another drop of blood in the cup I'm gonna lay down at your feet
You golden child, the sky will smile
Right on your face, just to give a taste
Those clouds will part and that's just the start
Breathe it all away, you suffer what awaits
You are the light to shade
Jesus pleads your case
Magnet to the ray
You'll find what makes you wait
Breathe it all away breathe it all away
Mary Kate, I know I know
I'm going to the park at night I'm gonna sing myself to sleep
And if the day fails to persevere I'll let them find you some new creep
Mary wait
The picture won't translate your paint on smile or your jealousy
When time takes off your ribbons and bows you're gonna need something to believe
And I've been breathing on the window pane
To blur the picture of the street
A torn infinite takes your hand, cuts your finger
sows your life back to the seed
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Don't Look Back
04:05
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Get left apart looking for places to start
Beat me out of my heart and take my name off the chart
There’s no reply and it won’t matter what I say
So stuff me into a tube and throw me out in the bay
In the middle of the line it’s fine it drips down the well
I look for glances in your eyes but all I get is the smell
I’m seen right through so I do nothing on cue
But split myself into two and pick whichever will do
There’s nothing for you to do
Be anything that you feel
Everyone gets you for your mistaken appeal
When you turn around there’s nothing for you to see
Only three chords - it’s all that’s given to me
When I try to be smart I know it’s stupidity
You can’t relate you only pull up your sleeves
How can it be that this goes on endlessly?
When they get into the fight I’m still smelling the flowers
At the top of the hill beside a lifetime of hours
Lost in the breeze with no control to be seen
I fell from the stars and fell further from the tree
And so you throw away
all of the clocks in your mind
What it takes to feel yourself a part of the time
Forwards we march, streamlining for speed
It’s always late I don’t know how I will feel
Call you later on the phone, I’ll try my best to be real
Just can’t believe in everything that you see
When you’re aesthetically charged then you have fallen ethically
Creature out of the night - less a face than a name
Down highway lines far from wherever it came
Some Russian dice and a blind man’s bluff
Got blue suede shoes and a conman’s touch
There’s nothing for you to do
Be anything that you feel
Everyone gets you for your mistaken appeal
When you turn around there’s nothing for you to see
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Seek under shelter, shelter’s enough
There are some things I will never give up
Full strength in combat, a prisoner of love
And everything to leave you wanting
The battle of age is a war all the time
War without country a war on the mind
Learn to take the abuse, restless by design
Keeping your hands above you
Serving my time for a piece of the pie
Sure you want time - but time only sighs
In gardens of Hades it lays down and dies
Where old ghosts rise again
Let fall the straw, rise to the wind
Take what you lack, try all over again
Far from the cradle the unknowing end
There’s no defense for the fruitless tree
Leaves fall off the stems with unwanted seeds
Noone to blame, no mouths to feed
Leaves are falling fast
Easy to resist, harder to concede
If these are the pockets still paying for me
Then it is now that I will never be free
Man made gravity
Generations divide, pull up the mast
With the future plunging into the past
Damn damn death self-willed amassed
Moaning man’s underworld
A great depression of a century
A papercut on the pages of a history
When i was there I just let it bleed
Serving my time for a piece of the pie
Sure about time? Time honors sighs
In gardens of Hades it lays down and dies
The old ghosts rise again
Rest your able mind, give your hand for a dance
Put myself in your shoes, leave myself in a trance
Roll out the carpet for a second chance
With death as a memory
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13. |
Ambrosia
03:36
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My luck - it's gettin' lucky
Found a cash machine - rubber ducky
And when I'm clean, dressed up and ready to be shown
Prop me, take a picture and then crop me
Halogenic when you're talking
Talking in that warm ocean glow
But you taste like ambrosia
Oh honey, it don't get much better
Lap it up, get every drop
That thirsty tongue could still get wetter
Cause everything that I keep in there
May keep us awhile and if you will dare
We could just split it up fifty-fifty
But sooner or later I know it will hit me
I could just call you
I could just drink it down, drink it yeah uh huh
Industry - so perverted you will pay to see
Take their word like it is ministry
Sinks into your teeth, into your gum
Lookout - lookout for anyone I can find
Sooner or later I will go blind
Staring straight into the sun
But you taste like ambrosia
Oh honey, it don't get much better
Lap it up, get every drop
That thirsty tongue could still get wetter
Cause everything that I keep in there
May keep us awhile and if you don't care
We could just split it up fifty-fifty
But sooner or later I know it will get me
I could just call you
I could just drink it down, drink it yeah uh huh
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