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you would not believe there was a gist
to a goddamn word that I ever wrote
you could not conceive of the size of the fist
I’m keeping down my throat
the spin is not a game (it's taking over me)
this chin took it in vain (it's taking over me)
again again again again
it split like the refrain:
lets get this show on the road its taking over me
cut coupons spew taglines but give the shop away for free
sooner or later you cannot resist you see
we seal every deal with a kiss
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Move A Mountain
02:29
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barrel down the stairs to get your train and if its not your train
well the pain that i feel is the same
when you knock me over step on my 4-leaf clover
you got a beef? well move over, rover
because that rhymes and see i take what i can get
like the other leaches i’m here to blood-let
it’s getting tougher everyday that’s what they tell me
it come in capsules or a spray that’s what they sell me
it’s gonna take more than your pic-ax to fell me
we could sit and talk all night i could go on and on
but when you hire me to move a mountain i make sure that it’s gone
breath i cannot find so one last shout to unwind
i’m reading instant tea leaves so i can make up my mind
just a little faster like watching drying plaster
you think you’re sinking? well all eyes on the master
because that’s good enough we’ll pray for a sleeper
i'm here i'm rough but i'm digging deeper
it’s getting tougher everyday, that’s what they tell me
it come in capsules or a spray that’s what they sell me
it’s gonna take more than your pic-ax to fell me
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Two Kids In The City
03:43
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i got the white noise 'tis the only rumble i can see
it’s fight or flight boys and either way it flips i bleed or flee
i stoke the blue flame so be it blister be it burn
surely i'm in the frame? oh sugar will you never learn?
and if that sounds heavy
well son you just ain’t ready
to believe that heady
sweet smell of success is meant for thee
i shake in real time just like a queen upon her throne
i leak the punchline just like a tween upon her phone
and if that sounds heavy
well son you just ain’t ready
to believe that heady
that sweet smell of success was meant for thee
face down and still in bed you read
how you can make it sync but think
that just another wink
will stop the silver hammer drop...
its not easy for two kids like me and you in the city
it’s not like it used to be but it was never like it used to be
its not like it used to be you see?
and if that sounds heavy
well son you just ain’t ready
to believe that heady
that sweet smell of success is meant for thee
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4. |
Sunday Means Snakes
04:29
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sunday means snakes
and a pulse that won’t be slowed down
while the whole flat shakes
with each and every underground
see i can’t let it rest i just don’t have what it takes
sunday means snakes
i need a bottle of wine
or something a little stronger
i need the rest of my life
or maybe a little longer
i cannot abide telegraphing my fakes
sunday means snakes
i been loving so hard
my heart grew too big
ducking at shadows
powdering my wig
breathing too shallow
sweating it through
toe in the deep end
lips turning blue
while i was biding my time
the time it flexed and ran away
i was punching in and out
but it had already had its way
both eyes peeled as the gold-leaf flakes
sunday means snakes
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Sister Fader
02:37
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all the models look so tortured
and all these bands they look so sad about it
not me i’ve set a date to resonate
and if your mad you’ll let me tell you all about it
my heart it makes its wide turns
you see i let me sideburns grow too long
but for better or worse i'm carrying this verse
to full-term until i learn to sing along
sister/fader
my concentration is only in relation to the pure analog
forgive me if i said that out loud you see my head
it only exists in a radiation fog
and what i really meant has all been spent
and see the verdict just came in
guilty of wowing no-one with a slant rhyme
and missing my chance to either sink or swim
sister/fader
and the bugs -- they’ll come
and the leaves -- they’ll fall
and the sheets -- they’ll soak
and for now -- that’s all
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Dig Deeper, Peanut
03:50
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now here’s the way it’s gonna happen
you gonna sail it straight and call me captain
one shot is all you need you’ll see
'cause it’s an ancient trajectory
oh the eyes! they roll back in the socket
oh the ashes! they strung up in the locket
i’m the silver-lined cloud just about to let go
and you the bolt of lightning rising up from down below
anticipating bliss
shrugging it off like a first kiss
wandering round like yer pissed
dig deeper, peanut
now here's the way we're gonna do it
hip-check the turn-style roll right thru it
congratulations sister on everything you lack
congratulations son it’s so nice to have your back
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Sleepwalking
04:14
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somebody stole my thunder
and now i’m out here alone in the storm
we were coldly tore asunder
by a man who’s now the one who’s keeping you warm
he’s holding you instead of me
now that your heart has been set free
he's feeling the touch that i used to know
he's going to the places where we used to go
my reflection in the mirror is terrifying me
and living in the past ain't what it used to be
there's no waking up from this fever dream
and nothing in this world is ever how it seems
i’m standing outside in the rain
can’t you hear me knockin?
like a ghost left draggin’ his chain
i’m sleepwalkin’
it’s a bitter pill to swallow
to treat a pain that can never ever be drowned
you’re a hard act to follow
for a truer love in this world i have not found
that truth is now in the past
only heartache has come to pass
only long nights that never seem to end
only broken vows that can never mend
my reflection in the mirror is terrifying me
and living in the past ain't what it used to be
there's no waking up from this fever dream
and nothing in this world is ever how it seems
please wake me up, please wake me up, please...
well i'm standing in the rain
can't you hear me knocking?
like a ghost left draggin’ his chain…
and i’m left sleepwalkin'
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8. |
Mask Away
04:06
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headphones play but the cord is unattached
plans are laid but never fully hatched
keep the town and country rollin’
we got our people out there pollin’
kissing babies high fives and firm back pats
and just between us i would not trust those stats
progression made but the chord is unresolved
knuckles off the ground still so un-evolved
too familiar with sinking feelings
unsteady hands and spinning ceilings
magic wands slight of hand and low resolution
wrenching rhymes until they fit your sad revolution
that’s ok you go go ahead you go
black it out don’t think twice let it slide
mask away
promise fades but the memory’s intact
shift to shade when the heat cause you to crack
stretch the smile forever wider
fake a feeling as sweet as cider
grin and bear it and swallow and don’t spit back
get a tattoo of the list of all you lack
that’s ok you go go ahead you go
black it out don’t think twice let it slide
mask away
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9. |
Woe Is Me
03:59
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i cant get much sweeter
without falling off the vine
so set me to repeater
and gauge the distance line
to where i started doing time
it can’t get more lonely
imagining the top
and if this air be rarified
when will this dizzy spinning stop?
from petersham to stop and shop
i’m the last good cop you’ll see
and woe is me
here’s to yet another reason
for me to step it up
as every petty treason
it fortifies the cup
a courage shot for my close up
i’m swinging by a thread
a laughing stock / a character break
the pipes were full of lead
and the sludge i could not shake
my soul : a plumber’s snake
always the aftershock never the quake
and woe is me
how dare you steal my mantra line?
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10. |
Buttercup
02:27
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we're gonna make it
don't you worry your pretty head about it
it's just a bump along the road we're taking
it ain't the end of the world
we're gonna make it
i promise one day you'll look back on this heartbreak
and toast the doors that were opened that day
and the wind that pushed us on our way
and if you're feeling tired don't worry
if you feel like laying down and giving up
i'll scoop you up, buttercup
we're gonna make it
don't you worry your pretty head about it
it's just a bump along the road we're taking
it ain't the end of the world
and if you're feeling tired don't worry
if you feel like laying down and giving up
i'll scoop you up, buttercup
we're gonna make it
don't you worry your pretty head about it
it's just a bump along the road we're taking
it ain't the end of the world...
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