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Blast Friend
01:52
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Mornings at 5pm I pick up the bong
Recall a dream I had
And put it in a song
To set the pace in my own race
To find a place where I can always be wrong
Warning - the gravity is dangerously low
Falling back to Earth never felt so slow
It's been 18 weeks
Will you ever speak to me again?
Hold on tight for detonation
Tragic blast friend
There's something you should know:
I flipped through all the photos you gave me
Couldn't find a single one that I liked
So I threw them in the garbage
And burned them out in the snow
Hold on tight for detonation
Tragic Blast Friend
K, this basement's set to blow
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The Dutch Angle
04:25
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I want to choreograph a scene
I want a director and a team
I want it filmed in Real 3D
I want it put up on a screen
I want a better game to play
I want an easier name to say
I want to finally take a break
Get through tomorrow today
Today
Get through tomorrow today
Today
Cutting room floor
Oh, can't it mean something more?
I want to choreograph a scene
One that the critics all will see
Out of ten stars, it will get three
So no one watches it but me
I want a shot that conveys
A power shift, a new day
An uphill climb, a getaway
I want a studio to pay, and pay, and pay
Oh well
Cutting room floor
Oh, can't it mean something more?
Cutting room floor
Oh, can't it mean something more?
I want to choreograph a scene
I want a director and a team
I want to finally take a break
Get through tomorrow today
Today
Get through tomorrow today
Today
(Lost the signal in a fever
Was it source, or carrier, or receiver?)
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3. |
Chasing Auras
04:15
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Time's been hanging around
Like vultures circle prey on the ground
You watch TV
To drown yourself in static sound
Gotta ignore all the evidence
Put your faith in government
Tiptoe around the electric fence
So you don't wake up anyone
Last time I felt at peace
We'd dropped three tabs each
And headed east to the old playground
But some junkie burned it down
From the ashes, no phoenix arose
But we mapped out the stars and houses
In the patterns on our clothes
And figured out where to go
I could see from the shine in your eyes it was OK
When that shifting orb of light
Made me feel that I would float away
You kept me on the ground
And cradled by the tree on the water
We let our roots intersect
The first son, and only daughter
You mended my wand
Took a drink from the pond
Blew away on a palm frond
And I had to take a walk
Through the town that I forgot
Chasing your aura for a few more blocks
When I get home, you've already transformed
When I get home, you've already transformed
A familiar shade, easily made
Existing out of...
Time's been hanging around
Like vultures circle prey on the ground
You watch TV
To drown yourself in static sound
Gotta ignore all the evidence
Put your faith in government
Tiptoe around the electric fence
So you don't wake up anyone
(Anyone)
(Anyone)
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Groundhog Day (1993)
03:02
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I've been feeling like Bill Murray
In the movie Groundhog Day
I can't do anything right--
Anything right first time
But I practice ice sculptures
Till my hands would not thaw
So I missed the snooze
And heard that song
On the top of a building I could swear
I was God, dropping toasters in the bath
I never wanted to change
(I stayed underground)
Poking my head up to see
(What's been falling out)
I never wanted to change
No I never did anything I wasn't dragged into
Now I don't know, I don't know
Now I don't know, I don't know
Now I don't know, I don't know
Now I don't know, I don't know
That was such an awful sight
If I admit you may be right
Could you let it go?
Would you let it go?
Would you let me know when I've got you, babe?
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Blue Shell
02:46
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All the sums keep adding up
150cc race to the cup
Just my luck
Last place blue shell
Took me to hell
I'll hone my powers until
I find out just who I was supposed to be
And I didn't even have to try
It just came natural
I can show you the code you need
To start spiraling infinitely
Each time I lose the lead, I flip out
And act the fool in front of virtual crowds
And I feel like I've been
Stuck in a simulation running minimum capacity
No ciphers, no signs to lead
You've only got your honor code
The lifers retreat
And hang their heads in the side of their soft white sheets
A coyote in the cemetery
Next to my childhood home
Hear him cry in the night all alone
Exhume the bones that erode away
Each time I lose the lead, I flip out
And act the fool in front of virtual crowds
And I feel like I've been
Stuck in a simulation running minimum capacity
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Citronella
04:07
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Easy pay in a hard work town
Rusted keys, so he lays around
Get a big knife, uh huh
Take a big bite, uh huh
Lights go off, and a million eyes
Make their plans in the night's disguise
Needles enter, uh huh
Never better, uh huh
When they're chewing
And you're losing
To the same ghosts
And now you're musing
These biters fly and bleed you dry
But they're too large to be mosquitoes
I fell right through the table
Like hell it shook you
So I put some degrees on this angle
We lost the ground, please look down
Please look down
Who's feeding you information?
Relays can distort a sordid rhyme
Still water can birth a nation
I'm not even trying to waste your time
Broken path name in the mainframe
Makes the client and host turn insane
When biters fly and bleed you dry
But they're too large to be mosquitoes
And it feels dire, like a vampire
Crossing over your holy tire fire
When biters fly and bleed you dry
But they're too large to be mosquitoes
When biters fly and bleed you dry
But they're too large to be mosquitoes
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Driving back from tour
Road is humming
Harmonies with the tape deck
Skyline's purple promise
Clouds accumulate
When will we be heading out again?
I miss my new friends
Will they remember me in the spring?
I don't know
But I hope so
In rotation
Tires and friends wear out
I need a spare
And I'm losing all my hair
So I guess I've made my choice
For another year
But after that it's nice to know I'm not tied down
I can roll around
Find more even ground
I can roll around
Find more even ground
I can roll around
Flashing lights tell me I'd better hurry
I'm gonna strip down, embrace New Jersey
Or some other state with a livable minimum wage
I've got debts to pay, but no promises to keep
I could leave it all behind and not lose sleep
While the headlights and stressed out deadlines keep me awake
Oh flashing lights tell me I'd better hurry
I'm gonna strip down, embrace New Jersey
Or some other state, with a livable minimum wage
I'm way too young to afford to be acting my age
Yeah I'm way too young to afford to be acting my age
Driving back from tour
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Evan killed the bunnies in Spanish class
But the bunnies were just made up
Evan lost his shit and nearly kicked some ass
When he thought there was a hit in his cup
He had the right, he had the right
He had such a long night
I readily concede
That you're much smarter than me
Dueling never works out in my favor
When you've got extra bullets in the chamber
You've got the right, you've got the right
You've got righteous might
Do I want to know why you turned off the light?
The reason for your treason
Is so deceiving
I could never lay you down
The reason for your treason
Is so misleading
I could never pin you down
When she saw the world returned from man
It was a cracked and oily mess
Still she climbs the ladder as high as she can
While they're all looking up her dress
Well they thought
They had the right, they had the right
So she started a new life
High up above, so all alone
She became the silent cyclone
Why'd you turn out the light?
(You had the right)
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