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I'm a cool hunter making you my way
Like a brand name you'll replay I will know you I won't show you You're the one (X4) Heat seeking missile freak Black magic scared to speak I will know you I will show you Will you buy me a shaky heart Lust brigade has torn me apart I will know you I will show you You're the one (X4) Can you send me yesterdays girl Cuz everyday I feel more like her Hey baby baby please don't go Pattern recognition is coming down slow Like a cool hunter watch the disarray Keep yr secret footage heart away I will know you I won't show you Close yr eyes and feel the fun Pattern recognition is on the run I will know you I won't show you You're the one (X4) |
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| 3:54 |
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Look who's come back home again
Loser looking for his lucky break This time he says he just needs a friend Ain't on the run he ain't on the take Can you take this door babe Will you just undo the chain Will you take your time before you Mix up love, his love and pain Loneliness lays down his head Wants to get you high, better take it now A man like that's like an unmade bed Stained eyes searching for another way out Does it matter if you even want this Maybe you just don't care All I know it takes just one kiss, babe For you, he's never there Hey I know it's kinda hard And maybe this time it will never end Hit and run lover back in your heart Answered prayers you should never have sent Cause now that your in his arms babe You know your just in his way Suckered by his fatal charm, oh girl It's time we get away |
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| 7:46 |
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Single fold sick insert design in junk
Grocery bag sleeve all the colors drunk Texts of confusion and joy Pink plastic pressing for bratfink That's right He's gone Wrapped up Chiffon Sealed tight Hung up Street mouth Sad pup Shards of sweet shine of voice and flute Street mouth decodes the blue sking Dude Girlfriends will love the way we clip Our split release on the thrashman On top A drop Fake blood Fresh mud They're gone For good Except This one Howling scriptures to the mother earth O mother Africa awake your son To all the mommas with the money eyes This kind of love comes as no surprise Caught shadow In sex meadow Little darlings describe the scene Purring notions of the dripping dream We've been searching for the cream dream wax Lathe killers make the meters crack Caught shadow In sex meadow Purring notions of the dripping dream The kinda girls with the money eyes Howling scriptures to the mother earth O mother Africa awake your son Caught shadow In sex meadow Little darlings describe the scene To all the mommas with the money eyes Purring notions of the dripping dream This kinda love comes in any size Sensation shaking us from sleep Hey Ethiopia were free The dripping dream in cream-o-wax Disk drops from yr hand and it cracks |
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| 4:51 |
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Your bounce to the ounce makes us want to pounce
You're just being totally perfect On Larry King you said you weren't tired Time to put to bed the competitive edge They say you can't say no to drama Now you don't have to try so hard The label says, "don't have to wear less clothes" Next time you take a bubble bath Hey hey little baby break down Button-up baby you come undone Hey hey little baby get down Before you fall and hurt someone You say you need privacy Broken glass everywhere Maybe you need an emo boy No underwear on the director's chair You are seemingly unconscious Of what your body's doing Like miss Monroe your head don't know Exactly what your body's doing Hey hey little baby break down Button-up baby you come undone Hey hey little baby get down Before you fall and hurt someone On TV your soft and whispery Delicate like angel food cake They say if you press too hard on it It'll squish into a dense ball It will lose its fluffiness That's what you get when you use a boxed mix Can you get some satisfaction How much are you willing to pay for Hey hey little baby break down Button-up baby you come undone Hey hey little baby get down Before you fall and hurt someone What's your gut feelin' about the new deal How's the label gonna remake you How was your date with Eminem Did he bake you and then forsake you Is innocence gonna still overtake you Like Arthur Doyle they can't fake you Ah Mariah your endless Like the wind, your feelin' defenseless Hey hey little baby break down Button-up baby you come undone Hey hey little baby get down Before you fall and hurt someone |
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| 7:07 |
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Lights on the stones on backed-up drain
What lovers list on languid stain We've come together to gather star Shooting up stones a pallored heart Dead or alive There's danger The dead are alright With me We're not gonna run away We're not gonna leave you stranger We turn the light on your lonely home Camera on the haunted stones Blood-shadow gentle painted scorn Now it's dancin' ink across your skin Hieroglyphic-lover nature-friend The dead are alive There's danger The dead are alright With me We're not gonna run away We're not gonna leave you stranger We turn the light on your lonely home |
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| 5:46 |
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Keep on running in the dark
Dude ranch dream has fallen apart Stolen kisses let's pretend my friend You play sick and I will mend Let the action begin again You be patient and I'll attend Let's rehearse let's do it again Dude ranch nurse yr brand new friend Let nurse give you a shot It's something to do Took my pulse Let nurse give you a shot It's something to do I could love you I could have you Deep sleep coming along Like a newborn colt you found I'll wrap it around with gauze Dizzy reminder Ouch, you found Let nurse give you a shot Don't sleep too long You be cowboy and I'll allow Let me ride you till you fall Let's pretend there's nothing at all Nobody knows the shape I'm in Kiss me now it's just a sin Nobody knows the shape I'm in |
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| 5:13 |
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Trace paper fly onward
Trace paper fly onward Wake, city's too high City's too high-up Kill us your scumbag youths Kill us your scumbag youths Youths Johnny winter Johnny winter no-show B.B. King just turns on The New Hampshire boys Steve and Joe They're gonna lead on They're doin' it for life On my body got who has Decimitated gone with that? With one hypertonic We'll lead on Lead on |
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| 5:56 |
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Skimmin' the tops of tall trees
Through the clear light of free speech A sudden memory disease Claims the air all around me I'm gettin' lost in the slipstream Maybe relive the same dream Of comin' in from the cold And losin' half of my soul Memory disease Across United States That I had told the truth Feel so high Architectural I look to the skies To see our bodies They were rising up Out of the paper cup A sea change is due I don't seem to (?) you Touchdown on the new mason-dixon Line-up map was ripped and torn Jilted frame with all hope gone And I don't mind if you sing a differnet song Sing a different song Just as long as you sing Sing along It's later than it seems <i>[x3]</i> Time everyone came down (?) It's what you didn't say it's what you didn't say Don't wanna be a slave It's what you didn't Skimmin' the tops of tall trees Through the clear light of free speech I'm comin' in for a landing I've got a soul (sole?) understanding It all comes down to a word It's just like nothin' I heard Over the rainbow in time Will be one hell of a climb Eye lights bright The lights sweep high clear sky Sky Reminiscent Of money in your eye Unwind I don't mind if you sing a different song Sing a different song Just as long as you sing Sing along It's later than it seems It's later than it seems It's later than it seems New ears are listening It's what you didn't say It's what you didn't say Don't wanna be a slave It's what you didn't say Nothing to give away |
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| 7:04 |
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Dead boy stares
Strange to meet you Dead boy cares So great to see you Is it time to go It's a place I know I can't read your mind I can't find the time I can't feel the thrill I don't have the will Dead boy dares Believe in you Dead boy stares Afraid that you will see him Is it time to go Is it a place I know I can't read your mind I can't find the time I can't feel the thrill I don't have the will I love you A metallic blue I love you Golden blue I miss you Shine all alone I miss you Don't know what to do I don't glitter like the stars above I don't glow like neon alone Don't blush it's just the wind outside Don't rush to be by my side |
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3 Feb 03 peace
Peace attack Early book, whistling Whistling earth Whistling earth day off Nature sex Nature sex, yawn winking Reminder Of the great Of the great anti-hate Spring time is war time All eyes to the crime boss Electric guitar string Belly flowers |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2004-06-23
Subject : Sonic Youth - Sonic Nurse (Geffen,2004)
