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Holding out for the Big League
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Heathen Sound
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Log in to plan the great escape
But there were plains to catch and trails to vape
Bike chain caught in your summer dress
Dig through the skin but there’s nothing there
No, there’s nothing there…
With slippery fingers desperately cling to ceramic hope
The tea and sandwich committee who blames all involved
With dreams to live beyond thunderdome
Where daughters steal and they’re afraid to come home
The pick axe bible won’t go through the skin
And I know that we are not mannikins
No, it’s never mannikins involved
With slippery fingers desperately cling to ceramic hope
The tea and sandwich committee who blames all involved
But I’ll do my best not to ruin your day, as I make my way to the hole
The footsteps of a world on its knees, yeah its gotta eat your soul
You don’t have to jump high if the roof is low, this cramped oddity says so
But I’ll do my best not to ruin your day, as I make my way to the hole
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On the Grid
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Speechless
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Where they parked their car there was a meth lab,
Knew there was trouble when they poured the slab,
Take part of local history, make it new,
And split it in two,
Can’t find a space, man, day or night,
They’ll squeeze it in even if it’s tight,
Keep turning council tricks until it’s through,
And turn it into,
Capitol gains, and they disperse,
They have improved, they’ve made it worse,
There is one reason why they won’t stay and see it through,
They split it in two,
Where to be found when shit collides,
They’re dining out on the subdivide,
The monument to compromise is due,
They split it in two,
Destroy and make new, transform one into,
Destroy and make new, transform one into,
They’ve got their heads in council thighs,
They’re dining out on the sub divide,
The monument to compromise, F you,
You split it in two,
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Schrodinger's Dad
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At All
02:46
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In an attempt to make things better, I think we made them suck,
it's hard to see the good for changing, it's all converted pizza hut's,
feeling overdone or past your prime, salad days in the chicken line,
to live your life shining or see the light dying on your living room floor,
but you won't see it clear, you won't see it clear, you won't see at all,
gardeners, mechanics, and Cobain tragics live with choices made,
it is what it is, a spade's a spade, but honking when you're horny doesn't get you laid,
I don't know should we, it can't it could be,. I say boogie you say whoa,
those pity suckers, star crossed bludgers, do not get involved,
but you won't see it clear, you won't see it clear, you won’t see at all...
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Slip up, just one mistake and, dam bursts and the city divides,
Disrupt, distrust, mistaken, the friend you cannot confide,
Sympathetic to the tear it’s making…
Now life’s put on autopilot, by the model planes of aviate,
Chastised by the public jury, consumed to pro create,
In the palms of nasty giants, you’ll rest in peace, and get well soon…
Helium in an old balloon, dead last in the zeppelin race,
All the joy to many millions, strangers to confiscate,
To rest in peace, to get well soon, let the strangers stand on your face,
The dragon slayers must be knighted, now they’re hunting for another pray,
And they’re gone…
Hit the ground, pistol sound and they’re gone,
Laying down as you’re told,
Flee the ward, be mistaken, former love they won’t know it’s you,
So rest in peace, and get well soon…
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These Days
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Safer Indoors
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