1. |
Stuck In the Dailies
02:59
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At the end of another breakdown
realize there's nothing worth fixing
there is no confusion when all you gotta do
is follow the illusion
waiting in meaningless places
turning meaningless phrases
lurking in the wings
I can't nail this, tossing rings,
grenades, sticky things
My scabs are the freshest
like a new tattoo that I hold so precious
a monument to love and guilt
words like a dagger I plunge
to the hilt
Into everything that fate creates
walk above it on stilts
I'm stuck in the dailies
churning out redundancies
scrapping the first edition
going extra innings
Who needs you sweetie?
We're all kinda needy
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2. |
If Hell is a Treadmill
04:40
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you are my endorphin
but I know you don't need me
like I don't need the morphine
that I can get on tv
so sorry I can't kneel beneath
your pretend throne
If hell is a treadmill
this is a dirt road
How can one solve this mess of souls?
like it's a part time job to make troubles
meet in the street
gives you the will to lob a brick at the feet
of unknowing grief, pissed at the ether
pour out your urethra
and though you wear your spleen on your sleeve
no one believes its got to be a grain of truth
that helps you let go of fortitude
and trade it in for a rainy parade
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3. |
This Land Is Not My Land
05:32
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Please pardon me Woody Guthrie
If I was in your boxcar
or visiting you in the hospital
I might have some different questions to ask
You knew the people who knew nothing of disease
destroyed by guns and pride and greed
Are we too far gone to return to the life that we deserve?
The famines, the bad music we heard in church
How does one feed oneself with all this wealth?
Why do I need to raise an army just to stand on my own two feet?
subversive individuals pass out on the sidewalk
fawning over somebody's left over Chinese take-out
Our love is part of the drama clinging to the grapevine
life leaning toward avoiding the freeze just trying to get dry
I wanna die tonight, but like so many days I probably wont
Wake up tomorrow and cast another worthless vote
Please come morning, some things were meant to be
Let's go boys, don't lose your edge in the sorrow
even if you can't sleep there comes a tomorrow
This land is not my land
This land is not your land
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4. |
Tower Of the Only Child
04:36
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Now we can call a tower Freedom
and freedom can mean killing
and giving can be called stealing
and living can be so numbing
I've got faith in pragmatics
and force is the long arm that calls itself democratic
and proof is the bedrock of your god-religion
and we'll call the cops to make our decisions
I think your babies are fantastic
and I'm not even being sarcastic
but some babies don't need to get born
these babies just need to grow
shining seeds, spreading light
beneath the shadows of the tower of the only child
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5. |
Breakdown My Heart
04:00
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Don't Stop Breakdown My Heart
Don't Break My Heart Down Stop
Stop Heart Don't Breakdown My
My Heart Stop Breakdown Yeah
and everyone's walkin' around with lead shirts and gas masks
and you have to know the password to get a pass at the draft
for the next in line to get with you
I just wanted to get with you
While it's still beating
I'll keep bleeding
'Cause I know most days it's all I'll be needing
Is the blood and the beats
that feed the need
reminds me that I
I just wanted to get with you
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6. |
Loser In the First Place
03:33
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there is no drug for saving face
and there is no cure for your disgrace
The first priority is to make a list of what needs to happen next
My duties to the authorities bother me while I'm sleeping
I cannot help you with your dreams
'cause I can't remember mine
so you might as well charge me a fine
I've said it better before
and I can say it again once more
no reason to even the score
when you're a loser in the first place
Now that you're gone I feel you've left me
and that's as much sense as I can make
so I better get back to my next mistake
Without you 'round to keep me in trouble
I wanna lay down and call it all rubble
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7. |
Rock'n My Sneaker
03:18
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why does my haircut mean so much?
does it send you messages about my politics?
A cold blooded snake is warm to the touch
just needs to sun itself, watch that tongue flick
Some knowledge can be contagious
but gone unspoken it's not gonna spread
big surprise, you're just skimming pages
there's more than skimming pages
to being well-read
One wing is worse than none, cause you think that you might fly
you jump from the cliff and head for the sun
only to spiral down until you die
I got a rock in my sneaker
I got a run in my tights
I got a blown-out speaker
We're goin' out drinkin' tonight
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8. |
Murderous Rage
02:25
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Why can't you come out and play?
Put your baby away
Stick the pin back in your hand grenade
and drop your murderous rage
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9. |
I Won't Go Back To That
03:45
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All I'm buying are amusements
last an hour, a week, or two months
Laid up with broken bones, can't tell
a story that sounds honed, bound for glory
or induce a moan
Night a sanctuary and a fright
moth batting against electric light
stricken in the day, ridden with decay
but I won't go back to that
I'm not trying to make you feel awful
about what you choose to dislike
just don't make you fears take a hike
the crooked road that take away
from corrosion won't get you an
answer very fast
but the conclusion that they lead you to
is one that will last
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