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Rivets
03:56
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We can talk about it
But don't just try to bring me down
That's some opinion my friend
Though you will never change my mind
(No matter how hard you try try)
See the cannons light the heavens
Fire in the hole
Check your ammo, find your mettle
Fight on 'til you're alone
Just to be the victor
You will fight for kingdom come
But what's the point of winning
If you have never loved
Watch the cannons light the heavens
Can't you see the lights above?
Fix your bayonet, paint your helmet
With the camouflage of love
Someone told me
That you don't need
Any training, only luck
Pick your battles, win the whole war
with a smile and a buck
The rivets of America are holding strong
Though it's hard to tell sometimes when some have gone
It's easy here to sell yourself, to move along
Only in America - is that so wrong?
Bow down your head in reverence
After all the fighting's done
Don't you see the only dff'rence
B'tween you and I is gone?
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2. |
Miss Fortune
05:08
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Here comes blue eyes from a flame
Beckoning the rider lost in the rain
Driven half insane
All the emptiness above to be exchanged
Nice to meet you here, Misses Fortune
Clutching tightly, so austere
Misses Fortune
Here I am
Seems she's finally had enough
Of riding high on the silver linings of love
She's falling steadily, but she keeps on with the melody
For now only i can see how un-right the rains can be
Nice to meet you here, Misses Fortune
Clutching tightly, so austere
Misses Fortune
Here I am
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3. |
Canned Jam
04:00
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4. |
The Way
05:04
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Saw an apparition of you
T'was long and blonde and crystalline blue
Nevermore will I be the same
And there's no one here but me to complain
At the end of the day
Does it matter what I say?
One thing I ask you, Queen of the day
Do you know the way?
Why is unconditional love
The only non-traditional love
After all the work that's been done
Won't you stay for some residual fun?
At the end of the day
Does it matter what I say?
One thing I ask you, Queen of the day
Do you know the way?
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5. |
Rock Jail
05:23
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Forbidden images
(I drew them all myself)
On the jailhouse wall
(My contribution to this world)
Speak a thousand words
No need to tell the guard
Ahhhh
AHhhh
Ahhhh
Hidden women of Alcatraz
If you are a gentleman
(Step right up and watch my hands)
Show me the sign that you are hip
(Don't tell a soul what you see here)
I've got a box of special friends
(For you to hide, for you to high)
Gotta keep em' safe, gotta keep em' thin
(Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy)
What does freedom mean to you?
What else is there here to do?
Did ya get that thing i sent?
(It's just for you, it's just for you)
O' won't you tell me how it fits
(You're lookin' good, you're lookin' good)
If we ever make it off The Rock
(Give me a call, give me a call)
I'll be doing work in a San Francisco parking lot
I'd like to join you there my dear
But I'll be on Alcatraz through my twighlight years
Dear mom and dad
You know, it's really not so bad
I'm making lots of friends
There's a lot to buy on the menu here
Ahhhh
AHhhh
Ahhhh
Hidden women of Alcatraz
Ahhhh
AHhhh
Ahhhh
AHhhh
If you are a gentleman
(Step right up and watch my hands)
Show me the sign that you are hip
(Don't tell a soul what you see here)
I've got a box of special friends
(For you to hide, for you to high)
Gotta keep em' safe, gotta keep em' thin
(Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy)
AS I gaze upon the bay
Won'dring if I could make it all the way
I think I'll try it anyway
What've I got to lose but the seabirds and the blues?
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6. |
Consumption
04:40
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Let yer' good side rise to Heaven
Leave the burden in the ground
Let it slip back to the river
Let the whiskey take you down
The price of a pound of cure was far too high
So you opted out for an ounce of life
But the price you really paid you will never find
You feel too old to live but you're far too young to die
Consumption
Consumption
Consumption
Ohhh
Always knew it would end, but not like it did
Too may good times out there to never sin
All those happy people will never understand
Just leave me with them, rise up you wunderkind
Let yer' good side rise to Heaven
Leave the burden in the ground
Let it seep back to the river
Let the whiskey take you down
Let yer' good side rise to Heaven
Leave the burden in the ground
Let it seep back to the river
Let the whiskey take you down
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7. |
Tweet
03:29
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Do you ever listen to yourself?
Do you ever listen to yourself?
(Well it's hard)
It's hard to follow what you are
(Don't you go)
It's hard to be the one who knows
(Listen)
I haven't any time to spare
I haven't any time to care
Just another mid-00s sadgirl anthem
Another mid-00s kind of answer
It's all the same
It's all the same
Nothing changes
Nothing changes
But the way you tell me
It's all the same
It's all the same
Nothing changes
Nothing changes
But the way you sell me
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8. |
Malibu
03:58
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Come right this way
Said a doctor to the first
Patient in-line
Followed closely by a nurse
You're here to get fixed
They don't want you anymore
Another extended stay
In the psychiatric ward
Paradise is in the truth
Paradise's Malibu
Blue sky, sunshine, funeral fuel
Wasted inside without you
Don't know what you've done
To be treated so bad
It must've been wrong
You must've gone made
??????
??????
??????
I only tried to find the way
Paradise's Malibu
blablablablbalabla
blablablablbalabla
blablablablbalabla
On the beaches of Malibu
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9. |
Mantis
05:28
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Once before a peaceful town
Til' the burden came around
The mornin' after feelin down
Burnt down to ashes, burnt down to ashes
So we called upon The Mantis
To see it fly, to find the one who did this
To bind his arms, and bring us justice
Our innocence is lost; how he will pay the cost
The faithful chanted through the streets
To bring The Mantis to it's feet
When it arose it didn't speak
It knew its mission and it was vicious
So we called upon The Mantis
To see it fly, to find the one who did this
To kill, to kill, to kill
Our innocence is lost
How will he pay the cost?
Our innocence is lost
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10. |
The Way Back
06:43
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11. |
Dirty Angel
09:45
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I don't know the question
But I know you have the answer
Just give me some direction
Look out for the learn-ed one
If you see Him for me, tell him this:
O' praise be Heavenly father
I've found all that you hold dear
I'm 'ere to tell your secrets to the others
You would still be revered
I found out that it's real
The great beyond behind the deal
If only you'd reveal the view the painted backdrop steals
You could could take some time to relax a while
Relax some, tip your hat for style
I'm not saying that it's wrong
To give no answer at all
But when the lies on top of lies get so involved
Sometimes the truth gets so raw
You would not believe
All the worlds that I have seen
Who said ignorance is bliss?
Just take your minds out of the fish
I'm sure he'll be just as forgiving
Wherever your fascination lives
Won't you come and help us?
Come and save us from ourselves?
We been waitin' ages
For somethin' to happen in this town
We are all but children
Hold our hands and sing a song
Come on down
And grant us everything we want
I have seen beyond
Into the marble statue'd halls
And I couldn't help but thinkin'
How good they'd look out in the lawn
You have much to show us
And I cannot wait to tell
We could make such a killing
Selling the secrets of The Realm
You have much to show us etc.
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