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take this first song and uh, dance
I mean this, uh, first, let's start playing and dance Well I just shot a man to death I've got a bullet out of my head He fired back and I can't stop A final shot and a final breath Afraid to stop and afraid to check The smell of fear and the color red Had him with a 2 inch shell Well it's a brutal smell of death Saw my reflection in a spoon. I had it with my not approved excuse I've got a supermanic soul I've pulled the trigger in the record room I've put a stop to his loonytoons I've put him down in the record room These are for you Dead - break this These are for you Dead - break this Dead! These are for you Dead - break this These are for you Dead - break this |
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| 2. |
| 4:23 |
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Don't wanna hear your voice
Don't really know if I have a choice Don't wanna be the one that makes you forget You're choking on the brain You're choking again Don't think we ever met Don't think you offered up a god given name Who did the talking, man the whip on the chain? You've got pleasure from the seconds of pain But then they get you with the burden of shame The true measure if the one that remains Don't wanna Don't wanna be your pain Don't wanna be your pain baby Don't wanna be your pain Don't wanna be your pain baby Don't wanna be your pain I live in a concrete cell, No soul is dead until we create a ??? mind She ? the exact time She ? And take the young boy's lip She loves to see him crawl up the chamber wall ? And with the eyes you covered Like a ? hovered ? And when they scream no more She doesn't care for one more Won't let you kill me just yet Don't even care if there's a price on my head Don't wanna wind up in a blood? Don't wanna be your, Don't wanna be your chain Don't wanna be your chain baby Don't wanna be your chain I said, I don't, don't I don't wanna be you chain |
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| 4:59 |
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What's lies?
Full moon and thoughts collide We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blod-shot eyes We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned Those aren't tears, They're just bad bad blood Just bad bad blood! What lies? No big surprise. We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much? We're in denial with bad blood *(wailing sample: Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain? Do you remember who caused all the blame?) Bad Blood! (wailing sample: Do you remember me? Do you remember us? Do you surrender your dreams or your trust? ) Bad Blood! What lies? He's finally come alive Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time A steady stream of madness Conscious to a flood The clock is ticking for Bad Blood *Repeat |
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| 6:22 |
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I seem to find myself each time I run away
Don't give me vivid in some yester body (selling) days ? Sometimes they reappear just like the sands of time Or d'ya like some quick sand baby running off my summer wine Same faces broken homes Those memories have fled All tears within me now are dormant or dead My viens are bursting with a thirst that you cannot ignore Alright Eureka's Pile Now my saviour, or my whore There's a lot that they don't mind when things aren't what they seem I always wake up baby cos I always wake up me My life may ain't come to much Ignore my history Least my Eureka Pile can see some way I feel Ain't the way I see (* 2) My Eureka Pile and me. |
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| 4:05 |
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I need help
I need help I don't know who I am no more I'm gonna get some help Help me [Singing:] Step! Step, step it up baby! Got a question for you: like, who, what, where, why? Are we even here? Or are we following alone like another lost Indian looking for his tribe? Oh dial the phone. We might as well find someone else. ??? Grrr! [wails] I like to apologize to all my wonderful fans For sticking by me through such troubled times I love all you so much I wish I could take you all to the Betty Ford Clinic Yeah [Singing:] Step! Step it up baby! We gotta sell instutions of recovery, We gotta kill distrubutions of the pills I take! ??? Grr! Step! Step it up baby! [...] I love all my fans Through these times of nakedness If I could I'd take any one of you with me Put you right underneath my pillow [fade out..] |
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| 6. |
| 7:01 |
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The moat in my eyes never bring me no sleep
They just strap me inside with the demons I keep Gotta leave me alone gotta let it be lone Tired of living, too tired to die Makes the sharks keep swimming when he don't know why Gotta get the lean fin Only thin that he wears Nursing me to the movie that he shows Nursing me to the bureau and the ? Nursing me can't you leave me alone? Nursing me in a nursing home Sleeping and working and an old man Come just to profit my feet with a broken old hose Stop riding those rails Stop setting those sails He likes (boom boogie ??) He's got an old trombone While he's laughing at the fires with a broken beat phone Got a troubled soul But he's not that cold I've been nursed ten years in a nursing home! Stinking on water i could use me food He needed big fat gravy on the wake of pot roast Got a fire inside It's gonna burn him alive Talking and struggle till the roof is blown Got a bed and three squares in a nursing home Gonna say bye-bye He's gonna walk on by |
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| 5:25 |
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I love the silence I'm in.
I think I dreamed this before Some lives seem so incomplete Some just keep coming back for more Where did the time go? (echoing) (*3) I can't remember how it end Don't even know who I am A fading memory A fading image redrawn Can't wait for ever more Where did the time go? (echoing) (*3) Remember things I never said I've seen the faces before I hope the future is dead The dead keep asking for more Where did the time go? (echoing) (*3) |
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| 5:24 | 
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| 3:53 |
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| 10. |
| 1:55 |
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