1. |
Safety's Out
04:28
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Now what'chu done
And who's to say
They pull the leash
They want to say
Too heavy here
There's nothing to fear
I'm too blown out
Why did you pout
I'm too relaxed
Police on fax
Light harder than stone
And hotter than air
Now what to do
There's 'nother shoe
I feel nothin'
I feel heaven
Lows today
I lost my way
Noise to die
Now I could cry
Safety's out
Safety's out
Safety's out
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2. |
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This one's for the birds
Tweet-tweet motherfucker
(gibberish, laughter)
You're a fool!
(laughter)
-
You don't know,
but mother nature hates you (x3)
You don't know,
but mother nature hates you (x3)
You don't know,
you're probably better dead (x3)
You don't know,
you're probably better dead (x3)
You don't know,
I tell it all to you (x3)
You don't know,
I tell it all to you (x3)
-
You don't know how I feel, oh yeah
It's for the birds (x4)
You couldn't handle a day of being me (x2)
It's for the birds (x8)
-
You don't know but,
mother nature hates you (x3)
You don't know,
but mother nature hates you (x3)
You don't know but,
No one fucking cares (x3)
You don't know,
But no one fucking cares (x3)
You don't know but,
Someone else is better (x3)
You don't know,
But someone else is better (x3)
You don't know but,
It's all for the birds (x3)
You don't know but,
It's all for the birds (x3)
--
Oh fuck yeah, lemon flavor
I love lemon flavor
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3. |
Don't Feel Human
06:45
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Atari bit player with a deathwish
Coin engaged, kill all players with a simple trick
Keiji Haino plugged into satan's omnitrix
1-800-sick kicks, drew this gore in kid pix
Burn it down, play pickup sticks instead
Some ideas i have could be better off dead
Take one or two from ten and it'd think it'd be eightteen
Flint water drinker, son
Polystyrene pinkertons
With a flipped synth anthem
Nihlists at volume playing at life with the king's ransom
They put me in charge
They put me in charge
-
I don't feel that human after all
After all
I don't feel that human after all
After all
-
The only answer to nihilism to volume (x8)
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4. |
Breakbeat #1
04:17
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5. |
Copperdome Bodhi
04:13
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The blind gnostics demand novel enlightenment,
In the hovel of empty idols of specific design,
With faith in nothing but their allies and concepts,
I'm not one for such things,
For I was raised by combative snakes.
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Faith needs hope but they demand results;
This, the shared experience,
Is the greatest ritual of man,
Who's to say it's metaphysics? Who's to say it's simple?
The only way to tell is application and practice.
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My anger at the world doesn't solve anything,
My predilection of what's to come changes nothing,
All I can do distance and resist the urge
To throw stones at enemies who don't amount to anything,
To decipher any meaning from a contrail above.
-
As if one could explode and disappear with no legacy behind them,
To come and declare everything different and incorrect,
Just to lift an atlas stone like a feather,
And argue the sciences of physics and it's gravity,
Then leave and disappear with everything but the bolder.
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Having all the answers and none of the tools is foolish,
But to swing the hammer blindly by faith I can respect,
For one has failed to acquire, and one has failed to realize,
But neither form a tempered craftsman,
Whose silverleaf gild will stand the rest of time.
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Closed into that steeple of assumption are the borrowing,
Who must have an account of what is just to them,
But do not have the spark of sprit to epiphanize,
Answers may be logical but unless they did the calculus,
They will not know if their wisdom checks out.
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You could know if you did,
And everything that comes from the doing would help you,
But even then, would it even save you?
Or would the doubt obliterate again?
And would you stand to come back stronger?
-
I am on my way home now,
To cherished workshops of chordal paces and fear,
To drag out the truth from the unsure and uncaring,
Without being able to see quite myself,
So I can polish the next class of iconoclasts,
As little as I can
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6. |
Heavy Metal Keytone
04:18
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Oh, yeah (x2)
I know the game you're playing
And it ain't gonna fool me twice
And it ain't gonna work on me twice
Oh, yeah
I know the game you're playing
And it ain't gonna work on me twice (x2)
-
Heavy metal keytone in mind
Can you relax? Will you be found?
Heavy metal keytone in mind
Can you relax? Will you be found?
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Anytime but here and now
Any place but here and now
Anytime but here and now
Any place but here and now
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Wow
I know the game you're playing
And it ain't gonna fool me twice
Oh, yeah (x2)
And it ain't gonna fool me twice (x2)
-
Heavy metal keytone in mind
Can you relax? Will you be found?
Heavy metal keytone in mind
Have you no place? Have you no time?
-
Anytime but here and now
Any place but here and now
Anytime but here and now
Any place but here and now
Anytime but here and now
Any place but here and now
Anytime but here and now
Any place but here and now
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7. |
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(Who's to blame?)
That kind of thing can't come down to just one person
(Say their name)
I don't know, probably the world at large
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Love is
I don't have to
Believe in now
Don't 'chu
Want to
Believe in anything?
Let me tell you how
-
(Bright new face)
I've never seen this person before in my whole life
(Same old place)
But I've been here a million times before
-
Strawberry crush
I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
No, I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
I don't give a fuck
Strawberry
-
I don't think so
You can never really beat
that sure out
You can't go way
Too late to ever recall the time
-
(In my mind)
I'm 24, but I can't count to 25, I think
(You can find)
It doesn't really matter that much anyhow
(Breathe it out)
The invaders are coming down, and they're coming down now
(Don't you pout)
They're gonna beam me up and take me out
-
Strawberry crush
I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
No, I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
No, I don't give a fuck
Strawberry crush
I don't give a fuck
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8. |
Minho
03:40
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You got the monkey bunch
For the funky brunch, yeah
You took to me, girl
-
You're the oedipus
Of the prarie grounds, dude
Fated mac and cheese, man
-
Electric tater tots
Hamper mayter toss king
I'd like to see Japan, man
-
Alabaster's cruel
Every day's the same for me
Alabaster's cruel
Every day's the same for me
-
You got the monkey bunch
For the funky brunch, yeah
You took to me, girl
-
You're the oedipus
Of the prarie grounds, dude
Fated mac and cheese, man
-
Electric tater tots
Hamper mayter toss king
I'd like to see Japan, man
-
Melanoma Tom
He gonna hit the bong, yeah
He gonna smoke some weed, wow
-
Alabaster's cruel
Every day's the same for me
Alabaster's cruel
Every day's the same for me
(Every day's the same to me)
Alabaster's cruel
Every day's the same for me
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9. |
Echolocator/Five of Cups
05:49
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Echolocator
Don't misunderstand me
Echolocator
I don't need nuclear
-
Tugging,
and chewing,
At the strings
And the rope
That keeps me bound
Down here
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Tugging,
and thinking,
And heaven,
And thing,
De dah dadda da
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Never seen a wise man,
And a dumb man,
And a hump,
And a dump,
(muttering)
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Never been one
To understand
What it meant
To be a man
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Echolocator
Don't misunderstand me
Echolocator
Don't misunderstand me
Echolocator
Don't misunderstand me
Echolocator
Don't misunderstand me
--
On, and on (x8)
It goes
On, and on (x4)
It goes
-
Is there anything left?
Is there anything left?
Can we do it again?
Oh, see/yeah
Can we do it again?
Oh, see/yeah
-
Get the good vibes out of your system
The beach boy days are over
It'll stay cloudy for ever
And the dunes will roll on as far as the eyes will see
It's the only thing some will ever know (x2)
-
And I...
Is there anything left?
And I...
Is there anything left?
Can we do it again?
Oh, see/yeah
Can we do it again?
Oh, see/yeah
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