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Animal
04:40
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Animal
Gloss eyes wide and I’m scratching the white
And I am so quick to drive so far away from where I was.
So clean, so incomplete
Can’t you see just where being a good boy has gotten me?
If you think this memory will stay with me let’s wait and see.
Clean your hands on the heat of anger
Clear your mind on the glossy floor
Rest your heart, it is too weak, too shallow
Circle feed the Animal
There is no honor in accepting defeat by a memory
And the willful acts that follow.
There is no glory in the story of a girl that
Doesn’t realize that she is worth more than
Anybody else’s pain or sorrow.
There is more than enough love
There is more than enough hate
In one person for us all to be ashamed
Wait just one more day and it will be okay.
Clean your hands on the heat of anger
Clear your mind on the glossy floor
Rest your heart, it is too weak, too shallow
Circle feed the Animal
I will laugh and I will cry, until I can’t live this way
I will crash and I will die, until I can’t live this way
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Trolley Song for the Sun God
Underneath everything you and I left in the basement,
Our hopes and our dreams
Traded for so-called reality
Don’t say that everything we wanted just needs to be bought
It seems that you blood and skin and bones hide more than you thought
Deaf, blind and dumb, God waves at us from the sun
Wondering why we can’t see him
Twenty-five foot fires burning all along the freeway and
No one does anything but slow down to look.
There’s a girl whose mom is on Xanex and
Everything she learned about love came out of a book.
I heard a girl on the trolley sing her favorite song
It’s been two years since her brother was gunned down on the lawn
All our stories of heroes are lost
Except one who we nailed to a cross
And we’ve gone too far, too long
To hide inside a song
These California girls
Sun bleached minds and curls
If you blink your eyes too long
Your life will all be gone
That is why God waves at us from the sun, wondering why we can’t see him
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3. |
Tunnels
05:30
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Tunnels
You begin to shout
You begin to let it all out
This thing has bottled up inside and
Changed the color of your world
You present it loud
With the intent of removing all doubt
Of your sincerity
Cause if you’re not wrong it must be my fault
If I cared at all, I’d come up with a
Reason that I can’t do what you want
But instead I avoid it all and
Try my best to forget and shut it out
I don’t know what to say
I try hard to be the best me everyday
But you expect too much from me
You expect too much
I think this world could grow to be nice
I’ve seen the Japanese sunrise reflect in your eyes
Human lives defined by pain until the day that we die
It’s just the way it is but not how it has to be
Can you tell me what my heart and hands are for?
I don’t know but since I’m not fighting demons anymore
They’ve been waiting and shaking, breaking down my door
But they won’t get in
Gonna need you just to hold still one more time
Pay attention cause the hand can be quicker than the mind
Funny how he seemed so stable
Ever wonder why or how he was enabled?
Can we put it to a vote while we still have time?
Cause I think I see some movement in the front of this line
We are the masses, poor and tired
But we didn’t start this fire
Reality Tunnels through our minds
To the depths of our lives undefined and blind
If you don’t who else will go
To the place only you can know
Do you have the guts to imagine a different way of life?
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4. |
Song 61 (V's Song)
05:18
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5. |
Landfill
04:25
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Landfill
Met a man who was very well spoken
Said “All that matters, family and love…
And in the end I will end up happy
Sleeping alone here in this parking lot”
My baby’s crying, said there aint no heaven
All there is is what you got to do for what you need
The irony is that she stopped believing
Cause it’s what you believe that’s everything you see
Careful the edge, you don’t fall in
The walls inside your mind are paper thin
The ties that bind us through our own family lines
Wrapped around our voices, we sing
The chorus lines of maniac black and white minds
That wanna fill you up
He told her he don’t wanna get married
Sometimes kindness is wiser than truth
And the truth is that he dreams of babies
Baby, but he don’t dream of them with you
He said “man, it don’t make no difference
Survival of the fittest, somebody’s got to lose”
We’re filling holes with our misconception
When there’s no more left what we gonna do?
What the hell we gonna use?
Careful the edge, you don’t fall in
The walls inside your mind are paper thin
The ties that bind us through our own family lines
Wrapped around our voices, we sing
The chorus lines of maniac greedy, tortured minds
That wanna fill you up
Girl I know they seem so strong
Don’t worry baby it’s not for long
They need you girl you don’t need them
To fill you heart.
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6. |
Algorithm
05:10
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Algorithm
The faces crumbling the sounds outside
Inside my head warm my mind tonight.
Whatever it takes to get this right
Whatever it takes I know I might
Have to break something tonight
All these curses can be turned around
And laid down on the ground
All your horses are waiting for you
To make that sound
Oh, what is it I was doing?
I was making all my dreams come true
Through an algorithmic plan.
Oh, mother this is what I missed
With such heavy handed appointments
With my fist and face drilling in the ground
Reason is amiss twisting in the sound
Of the mind machina indestructible mechanical thing
Is your money gonna make me sing?
Is your hustle gonna make ears ring?
Will your mothafucking gold dipped finger
Bless my baby with some oxygen
All these curses can be turned around
And laid down on the ground
All your horses are waiting for you
To make that sound
“Just shut up now”
I’m saying to myself all the things that I don’t want to hear
It’s alright now, I’m saying to my angel there’s nothing for you to fear
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7. |
Lions & Clowns
04:58
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Lions & Clowns
Keeping your eyes down on the ground
Helps the medicine go down
See the bright colors of the clown
He keeps us moving round and round
See, it’s not too late
Feel, we’re going straight to hell
Keeping me focused on the sound
I don’t wanna take this lying down
I know that I don’t know any more than they do
But I know this
See, it’s not too late
Feel, we’re going straight to hell
Slightly clever is the lion tamer
Who’s not braver than you or me
It’s just that, from there he can see
The audience as they stare.
We stare cause we’re just scared human beings
Somebody cut the rope that’s attached to the yoke
That is pulling this cart by the maniac’s hand
Pull the parade apart, this metal bit is getting sharp
And it’s cutting my tongue just like it did to my old man
Make the way, our young are marching on
To claim the space on the planet that we’ve already overrun
It’s only right to protect the ones you love
But we’re doing it wrong by stock piling nuclear bombs
Say what you will but it’s all just a race
King of the hill as we trash the whole place
Who thinks that balance will just be erased
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8. |
The Builder
04:19
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The Builder
The tracks have gone too far
The locomotive has lost a car
Hammer, hammer to sun that’s rising
Fuel the tank because the Captain’s waiting
Bring all the kids in a circle just to hear the sound
The steel crane is swinging over us, keep your head down
You have to work because it keeps us moving
The fruit is feeding off a tree that’s dying
Heave, Ho
Maybe one day I can use my training
And I will build a house with shell proof ceilings
And barred up windows to protect the family
And I will never ever let them leave
Heave, Ho
Hammer, hammer for the sun that’s rising
Bring the fire while the fuel’s still pumping
Study hard, memorize your training
Because you’re the builder, fucking keep on building
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9. |
Entropy
04:04
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Entropy
Exercise in self destruction
Since I can’t ever forget the
Hair on your forehead while you were sleeping
Exercise in imagination
Red fish blue
Angels painting on your arms fighting demons
And I fell short of giving
Anything but traded breathes
After typhoons and horror films
And I keep putting on that I’ve properly moved on
Meant everything I said that didn’t make you cry
I knew what I had lost when you came home late that night
I feel you more, since I let you go
I can’t say I don’t want you to be happy
Now I see that you really seem happy
Entropy moves me along to keep
Dreaming of white rabbits and fishnets
Full of candy bars and cigarettes
And I
Think I lost something that I always kept inside
Faceless paintings dodging glasses of red wine
That you throw
Temporary insanity
Cause now your gone
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10. |
Song 62
04:38
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11. |
Yellow Snow
03:31
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Yellow Snow
Balaclavas come in many a size
Please would you mind,
I have something stuck in my eye at all times
Holding this measuring instrument up to my head
So I can find mine
Bibbity bobbity snake in the grass
No telling how long this will last
Recalling the time I put my fist through the glass
Dealing with me at seventeen
Stick this authority right up your ass
Our mouths are dry from carefully choosing our words
Accentuating our verbs
Then it occurs to me
In every sound we make our past mistakes are gonna be heard
Wear your jacket today
So you can go out and play
Before the snow melts away
This great ball is rolling faster as it goes
And it’s ending too soon
I’m alive here’s my chance
Wanna do more than adapt
So many crooked hallways to choose
Who could pick out one voice in this world full of noise
I don’t know but somehow I found you
Maybe too hot or too cold
Maybe god wants to be told
What it’s like to fall in love and grow old with you
Chim chiminy if ever you turned to me
And said it’s your time to leave I promise I would not grieve
I’ll never forget about you so please don’t ever forget about me
Wear your jacket today
So you can go out and play
Before the snow melts away
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