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| 3:30 | 
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Lives opened and trashed,
Look, Ma, watch me crash, No time to question. Why'd nothing last? Grasp and hold on, We're dying fast. Soon be over and I will relent. Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past. Three days and maybe longer, Won't even know I've left. Under your tongue, I'm like a tab, I will give you what you're not supposed to have. Under my breath, I swear by sin, for better or worse, A best we began. Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask. Three days and maybe longer. Shed my skin at last... shed... shed. Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask. Three days and maybe longer, Won't ever find me here. Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past. Four days and not much longer... Let my spirit pass... This is, this is... This is, this is... This is, this is... This is, this is... my last exit. |
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| 2. |
| 2:46 |
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Who's got the brain of JFK?
What's it mean to us now, yeah? Pause, it sounds distrust. I can tell ya this is no lie The Whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieved The Whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieved You, you been taught, whipped into shape Now they've got you in line Stand behind the stripes That will be yours; so give it good mind The Whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieved The Whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieved (Slow Part) Lend my name The name they gave me The name I'm letting go.. The Whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieved The Whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieved The whole world will be different The whole world will be relieved The Whole world will be different soon SOON! |
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| 3. |
| 3:15 |
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Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart?
Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got? I get the words and then I get to thinking I don't wanna think, I wanna feel How do I feel? How do I? If you're the only one, will I never be enough, yeah Hail, hail the lucky ones I refer to those in love, yeah Oh, how I'd love you till the day I die... and beyond Are we going to the same place? If so, can I come? It's egg rolling, thick and heavy All the past we carry Oh, I could be new You under-estimate me If you're the only one, will I never be enough, yeah Hail, hail the lucky ones I refer to those in love, yeah I sometimes realize I could only be as good as you'll let me Are you woman enough to be my man? Bandaged hand in hand Black lining On the run in a race that can't be won, yeah Oh, hail, hail the lucky ones I refer to those in love, yeah If you're my only one So good, you, only one I want to be your one Enough, you won, your one, your one |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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I'm gonna save you fucker, not gonna lose you
Feeling cocky and strong, can't let you go Too important to me Too important to us, we'd be lost without you Baby, let yourself fall, I'm right below you now And fuck me if I say something you don't wanna hear, fuck me And fuck me if you only hear what you wanna hear Fuck me if I care, but I'm not leaving here You helped me when I was down, I'll help you when you're down Why are you hitting yourself? C'mon, hit me instead Let's pick up your will, it's grown fat and lazy I'm sympathetic as well, don't go on me now And I'm not living this life without you, I'm selfish and clear, clear And you're not leaving here without me, I don't wanna be without My best friend, wake up To see you could have it all, all, wooh 'Cause there is but you and something within you It's taken control, let's beat it, get up, let's go Oh you're in your own world, let's see the whole world Let's pick up your soul And fuck me if I say something you don't wanna hear, fuck me Fuck me And fuck me if you only hear the trouble in your head Please help me to help you help yourself Help me help yourself Please want me to, please let me to Help you |
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| 5. |
| 5:34 |
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Up here in my tree, yeah.
Newspapers matter not to me, yeah. No more crowbars to my head, yeah. I'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah. Wave to all my friends, yeah. They don't seem to notice me, no. All their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh. Sidewalks, cigarettes, and scenes... tempted. Up here so high I start to shake. Up here so high the sky I scrape. I'm so high I hold just one breath here within my chest, just like innocence. Eddie's down in his home. Oh, the blue sky, it's his home. Eddie's blue sky home. Oh, the blue sky, it's his home. I remember when, yeah, I swore I knew everything, oh yeah. Let's say knowledge is a tree, yeah. It's growing up just like me, yeah. I'm so light, the wind he shakes. I'm so high, the sky I scrape. I'm so light I hold just one breath and go back to my nest, sleep with innocence. Up here so high, the boughs they break. Up here so high, the sky I scrape. Had my eyes peeled both wide open, And I got a glimpse of my innocence. Got back my inner sense. Baby, got it, still got it. |
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| 6. |
| 4:02 |
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Watched from the window with a red mosquito,
I was not allowed to leave the room. I saw the sun go down, and now it's comin' up, Somewhere in the time between. I was bitten, must have been the devil, He was just payin' me a little visit, A-reminding me of his presence, Lettin' me know he's a-waitin' for me... Red man's your neighbor, call it behavior, While you're climbing up slippery hills, Two steps ahead of him, punctures in your neck, Hoverin' just above your bed... Hoverin' just above your bed... I was bitten, must have been the devil, He was just payin' me a little visit, A-reminding me of his presence, Lettin' me know he's a-waitin', he's a-waitin' for me. If I had known then what I know now... |
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| 5:39 |
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Do you see the way that tree bends?
Does it inspire? Leaning out to catch the sun's rays. A lesson to be applied. Are you getting something out of this All-encompassing trip? You can Spend your time alone Re-digesting past regrets, oh. Or you can come to terms and realize, You're the only one who can forgive yourself, for... Makes much more sense To live In the present tense. Have you ideas on how this life ends? Checked your hands and studied the lines. Have you the belief That the road ahead Ascends off into the light Seems that needlessly It's getting harder To find an approach and a way to live. Are we getting something out of this all-encompassing trip? You can spend your time alone Re-digesting past regrets, oh. Or you can Come to terms and Realize You're the only one Who cannot forgive yourself for... Makes much more sense To live In the present tense. |
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| 8. |
| 2:53 |
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G-R-E-E-D
G-R-E-E-D G-R-E-E-D It's a disease and they're all green It emanates from their being A satiation with occupation And like weeds with big leaves Stealing light from what's beneath Where they have more Still they take more I know then I don't There's a stowaway with my throat It's deceiving I don't believe him We can scream out our doors Behind the wall a fat man snores In his dreams he's Choking tea leaves Well I guess There's nothing wrong with what you say But don't sell me "There can't be better ways" Tell the captain "The boat's not safe and we're drowning" Turns out He's the one making waves, waves, waves But I said There's nothing wrong with what you say Believe me Just asking you to sway No white Or black, just grey Can you feel this World with your heart and not your brain G-R-E-E-D G-R-E-E-D |
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| 9. |
| 6:02 |
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Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place on me or her Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tear Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers? Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere A truant finds home and a will to hold on But there's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality… As privileged as a whore Victims in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how? Surrendered, executed, anyhow… Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the floor A truant finds home and a will to hold onto There's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality... I cannot stop the thought running out the door Coming up a which way sign All good truants must decide Oh, stripped and sold, mom… Auctioned forearm and whiskers in the sink Truants move on, cannot stay long Some die just to live… Oh… |
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| 10. |
| 4:27 |
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Routine was the theme
He'd wake up, wash and pour himself into uniform Something he hadn't imagined being As the merging traffic passed He found himself staring down At his own hands Not remembering the change Not recalling the plan Was it? He was okay But wondering About wandering Was it age? By consequence? Or was he moved by sleight of hand? Mondays were made to fall Lost on a road he knew by heart It was like a book he read in his sleep Endlessly Sometimes he hid in his radio Watching others pull into their homes While he was drifting On a line Of his own Off the line Off the side By the by As dirt turned to sand As if moved by sleight of hand And when he reached the shore of his clip-on world He resurfaced to the norm Organized his few things, his coat and keys Any new realizations would have to wait Till he had more time More time A time to dream To himself He waves goodbye To himself I'll see you on the other side Another man moved by sleight of hand |
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| 2:50 |
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Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head.
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet. Don't need a bandage, there's too much blood. After a while, seems to roll right off. They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached. Don't get behind, I can't fall back. Why must we trust all these rusted rails? They don't want no change we already have. They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved! I'm just like you, think we've had enough. I can't believe a thing they want us to. We all got scars, they should have them, too. They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... |
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| 4:41 |
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The waiting drove me mad
You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I don't want to take what you can give I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather run but I can't walk Guess I'll lie alone just like before I'll take the firmest path Oh, and I must refuse your test Push me and I will resist This behavior's not unique I don't want to hear from those who know They can buy, but can't put on my clothes I don't want to limp for them to walk Never would have known of me before I don't want to be held in your debt I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed I'm already cut up and half-dead I'll end up alone like I began Everything has chains Absolutely nothing's changed Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture... I don't want to take what you can give I would rather starve than eat your breast All the things that others want for me Can't buy what I want because it's free Can't buy what I want because it's free Can't be what you want because I'm... Ain't supposed to be just one Oh, to live and die, let it be done I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began It's your move now I thought you were a friend But I guess I... I guess I hate you... |
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| 3:09 |
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Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out.
Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed. The names can be changed but the place is still the same. I am loaded. Told that all's for naught. Holds me down. Rise. Life is in motion. I'm stuck in line. Rise. You can't be neutral on a moving train. One day the symptoms fade. Think I'll throw these pills away. And if hope could grow from dirt like me. It can be done. Won't let the light escape from me. Won't let the darkness swallow me. So long. |
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| 2:30 |
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I know about a man to whom I may be related, he's leatherman.
Died a long time ago in the 1880's...leatherman, leatherman. Covered with leather, but it wasn't tight. Underneath the moon in the woods at night... Makin' the rounds ten miles a day, Once a month they'd spot him, here's what they'd say... "Here he comes, he's a man of the land. He's leatherman. Smile on his face, an axe in his pack. He's leatherman." Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed. Wasn't known to say but "Thanks for the bread." So modern day I walk my way, my jacket faded, Just like a man of leather whom I may be related. Rolled a cigarette, but when he asked for a light, I thought he'd be an animal, but so polite. Makin' the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say... "Here he comes, he's a man of the land, he's leatherman. Smile on his face, an axe in his hand. He's leatherman." Shake his hand he's leatherman. Bake some bread he's leatherman. Shame he's dead. I saw his bed, It's all that's left of leatherman. Give me some skin, leatherman. |
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| 5:27 |
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Once divided, nothing left to subtract
Some words when spoken can't be taken back Walks on his own with thoughts he can't help thinking Future's above, but in the past, he's slow and sinking Caught a bolt 'a lightning, cursed the day he let it go Nothingman Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman She once believed in every story he had to tell One day she stiffened, took the other side Empty stares from each corner of a shared prison cell One just escapes, one's left inside the well And he who forgets will be destined to remember Nothingman Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman Oh, she don't want him Oh, she won't feed him after he's flown away Oh, into the sun, ah, into the sun Burn, burn Nothingman Nothingman Isn't it something? Nothingman Nothingman Nothingman Could've been something Nothingman Oh... oh... oh... |
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| 6:42 |
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Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o' clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech As he opens the door, she rolls over Pretends to sleep as he looks her over She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man Can't find a better man Can't find a better man Ohh... Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know She tells herself, oh... Memories back when she was bold and strong And waiting for the world to come along Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man Can't find a better man Can't find a better man She loved him, yeah, she don't want to leave this way She needs him, yeah, that's why she'll be back again Can't find a better man (Can't find a better man) Can't find a better man (Can't find a better man) Can't find a better man (Can't find a better man) Can't find a better...man |
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| 3:01 |
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See this needle, a' see my hand...
Drop, drop, dropping it down, oh, so gently... Well, here it comes, I touch the plane, Turn me up... won't turn you away. Spin, spin... spin the black circle. Spin, spin... spin the black, spin the black... Spin, spin... spin the black circle. Spin, spin... whoa... Pull it out, a paper sleeve. Oh, my joy... only you deserve conceit. I'm so big... a-my whole world... I'd rather you... rather you than her... Spin, spin... spin the black circle. Spin, spin... spin the black, spin the black... Spin, spin... spin the black circle. Spin, spin... whoa... oh... You're so warm... Oh, the ritual when I lay down your crooked arm... Spin, spin... spin the black circle. Spin, spin... spin the black, spin the black... Spin, spin... spin the black circle. Spin, spin... Spin the black (5x) circle... Spin the black circle... (4x) Spin, spin... (6x) |
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| 4:25 |
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This broken wheel is coming undone
And the road's exploding But you're keeping me strong Rolling along with you Love is a tower And you're the key Leading me higher When you let me in Keeping us close, so close On down the line Sometimes I burn like a dot on the sun With no one knowing But you're keeping me strong Moving along with you You are a tower of Strength to me The darkening hour Sees light again Ooh wah, ooh wah, ooh wah, ooh wah, ooh wah You are, you are, you are, you are Love is a tower Of strength to me I am the shoreline But you're the sea You are You are You are You are You You are You are You are |
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| 6:14 |
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Freezing, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, feeling maybe he'll see a little better set of days-ah, ooh, yeah Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Someday yet, he'll begin his life again Life again, life again Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Someday yet, he'll begin his life again Whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Yeah! Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up Hey man, you got a dollar? Come on just some spare change man, I know you got Well God bless you man, God bless you Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Yeah! Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy |
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| 3:27 |
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Oh...
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh And the signs are passin', grip the wheel, can't read it Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands...hands...yeah And I listen for the voice inside my head Nothin', I'll do this one myself Lay her down as priest does, should the Lord be a countin' Will be in my honour, make it pain, painfully quick, uh huh Promises are whispered in the age of darkness Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end, end, yeah... And the barrel shakes, aimed, a-directly at my head Oh, help me, help me from myself And I listen, from both sides of the bed Nothin', I'll do this one myself Uh huh, huh, oh... Myself...myself... Yeah, yeah... Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something Wanna back, back it away, yeah, huh, uh And I listen, oh, for the voice inside my head. Nothin', I'll do this one myself Oh, ah, and the barrel waits, trigger shakes, aimed right at my head Won't you help me, help me from myself Hmm...State of love and trust, and a... State of love and trust, and a... State of love and trust, and a... State of love and...yeah... |
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| 7:40 |
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Sheets of empty canvas
Untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me As her body once did All five horizons Revolved around her soul As the Earth reaches the Sun Now, the air I tasted and breathed Has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands Chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything All the pictures have All been washed in black Tattooed everything I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter So why do I sear? Mm, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the Sun can drop away And now my bitter hands Cradle broken glass Of what was everything All the pictures have All been washed in black Tattooed everything All the love gone bad Turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be, yeah Uh-huh Uh-huh Woo I know that someday you'll have a beautiful life I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky But why, why, why can't it be Why can't it be mine? Ah, yeah Uh, woo-hoo |
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| 5:45 |
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Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen Your real daddy was dyin' Sorry you didn't see him But I'm glad we talked Oh, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, oh Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room She said I'm ready for you I can't remember anything to this very day 'Cept the look, the look Oh, you know where Now, I can't see, I just stare I, I'm still alive Hey, I, but, I'm still alive Hey, I, boy, I'm still alive Hey, I, I, I'm still alive, yeah Oo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Is something wrong? she said Well, of course, there is You're still alive, she said Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? who answers? I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, but, I'm still alive Yeah, I, oh, I'm still alive Yeah, I'm still alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh-huh Yeah, uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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| 3:38 |
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| 7:19 |
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There are colors on the street, red, white and blue
People shufflin' their feet, people sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan but I'm to them So I try to forget it anyway I can Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hand Under an old street light near a garbage can Now, she's put the kid away and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life and what she's done to it That's one more kid that'll never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world We got a thousand points of light for the homeless man We got a kindler, gentler, machine gun hand We've got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam garbage for the ozone layer Got a man of the people says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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