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Rain
04:43
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Armagetty
Could I be so lucky?
Good and ready
Out in Pennsyltucky
Still then laughing in my room
At the countdown to our doom
Tried to vanish
Gave a sight to all my kind
Walking Spanish
I hoped all my kind were blind
Slowly taking a wrong step
It tickled in my mind
Red light is blinking
This ship is sinking
We'll all be drinking
Rain from your eyes
Bailing the water
Father and daughter
Presents you brought her
Rain from your eyes
Whoopsie Daisy
Think I partied with a knife
Getting lazy
In this paradox of life
How we hold our head is dumb
I guess I’m gonna break you off this some
Heard my first years
From a fairly distant age
Found my worst fear
Is that you will exit stage
Send the ashes to the moon
In a hollow peach balloon
Red light is blinking
This ship is sinking
We'll all be drinking
Rain from your eyes
Bailing the water
Father and daughter
Presents you brought her
Rain from your eyes
Down comes the curtain
Let go of burden
One thing is certain
Rain from your eyes
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Clouds
04:24
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Tell me something else I don’t know
An hour ago
You were baking me bread
And you’ve wrapped my head with
Something I like more than I like bread
Shostakovich
Don’t even know which
Bite came first
I’ve been yooper cursed
The two connections, intersections
Funny money in the juice
I cannot be right now
The Clock turned into a bag o’ dicks and
All the tricks are home
Hey, Cabbie!
Take your $7.50 / Time will soon expire don’t you see the clouds of fire?
Santa Sangre plays on the screen
It’s Halloween and I’m no no clean
This Vaseline is never gonna wash out of my hair
There’s a smackhead raiding your cabnets
Making jokes to lonely folks who
Don’t like problems
There I’ve solved it
Hallelujah
Ain’t nothing to ya
Read the sign
Put your apples next to mine an
Armadillo waiting for his fate on yellow lines
Now my pillows wear my best t-shirts
Body hurts your arms are desserts
Let’s clean the street now
Pick up your feet
Jamming to that modern rock
You were in my hallway
Instamatic paradise, I’ll pay the price for sure
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Afternoon Walk Of Shame
02:36
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Go sleep on Friday
Talking to André
Out for the next night
Chasing the great white
Teach me a cheap trick
Ponytail bike dick
Pass a puff, what's the use?
Drink the juice, sleep on the sofa
Everybody knows my name on the afternoon walk of shame
That's just fantasties
Back at McNasties
Party hogs' curfew
Take me home with you
This place has bed bugs
Who's got the good drugs
By the way love the hair!
Will you share one more for the road?
Everybody knows my name on the afternoon walk of shame
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Bandi Shaum
04:00
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They're blazing on home plate with whiskey on the bench
A Monday's exercise for drug addicts and freaks
And I won't walk for weeks
There's danger on the field it's more than just a game
We'll call you what you wear cause no one knows your name
So always dress the same way, ok
Meet me dahn
At Bandi Shaum
Later when the sky is calm
Don’t forget it’s just a ride
Take it for the view
All the memory stored inside
Will die along with you
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Busy Bee
04:20
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Something is clobbering my dreams
Close my eyes
It’s the same movie on
Always back at work
Can’t escape
Even in the subcon
I look around the shop
Make it stop
Then I kill the Merlot
The job is but a prayer
And I don’t care
Long as you’re there, you know…
I wish I could see you all the time
That’s what that look is for
Oh, I’m aware of everything they say
I’m not that way no more
And when we leave the bar
On your car
I’ll destroy my good name
Well, not so good, in fact
So I retract
I find no friend in shame
But don’t you get me wrong
Been so long
Since I’ve felt so damn shy
Will you baby-sit this mess?
Tell me yes
It’s my favorite reply
I wish I could see you all the time
That’s what that look is for
Oh, I’m aware of everything they say
I’m not that whore no more
If I have to be referee
You’re giving the same look to me
Slow down and face reality
I give it out to you for free
You’re making my heartbeats go fast
The test you don’t know you have passed
I think that we both can agree
I give it out to you for free
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Words
04:20
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Wouldn't have guessed we'd be in the same spot
You feel so alone but you know that you're not
It can be so hard when you feel things
And artificial happiness is so much like happiness
Don't you worry your head
Yes they're only words, but they're hard for me so, yeah
I feel I've been just about as good as I could
One in the same truth that we've understood
Even though we disagree to agree in a way
It's your banner over me put it on every day
Don't you worry your head
I have only words, but I mean them from my heart
Now we never talk
Guess I'm just ashamed and all
I wait for the shock
When I have good news for you
Don't you worry your head
Yes they're only words, but they're hard for me so, yeah
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One On The Board
03:11
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Got a staring problem
Paint a picture
Make it last forever
Got a staring problem
There's this glowing
I can't look away
Others they disintegrate
I only see one thing I see oh
Others they disintegrate
It's only us hello all night
Gonna make it never fake it
Gotta buy it if you break it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And it's gonna rain again
Holy moly, holy moly
Wrap me with your wooly bully
Like a tired goalie you were bound to let one in
And there's one on the board
Roasting on the fire
Of the breaking of the silent winter
Roasting on the fire is this chemistry discovery
How to feed our hunger, we'll be younger for another hour
How to feed our hunger and to take delight in appetite
Gonna make it never fake it
Gotta buy it if you break it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And it's gonna rain again
Holy moly holy moly
Wrap me with your wooly bully
Like a tired goalie you were bound to let one in
And there's one on the board
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Different Storm
04:08
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The nightmare came to me again
I know that it'll happen but I don't know when
Then my bubble will burst and that's only fair
That's when I'll find out I was never even there
Evidently, that's not the case
And I'm so ashamed that I hide my face
Waiting for redemption in its truest form
Now it's time to find me a different storm
I'll roll with the hand that I was dealt
All those little comments below the belt
Oddly, you're the only one to whom I turn
When there aren't any bridges out there left to burn
And fires always leave me a little too warm
So now it's time to find me a different storm
Kiss my cheek and I'll leave you be
Don't take my honor too seriously
If wine is blood then I'm a leech indeed
And I'm too far gone to be your mustard seed
Let me guess you're gonna wash my feet
Oh, I hate it when you have to be so sweet
We'll break this bread with our favorite friends
The rule is golden and it never bends
I can hear the thunder in the distance roar
And it's time to forget the joy I had before
Broken windows have become the norm
So now it's time to find me a different storm
Our time has been a cradle of a breaking bough
There's only one more thing that you need to know
Before you go
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Slopes
04:35
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Take my precious time
No, it’s nothing big
Another stool to climb
And it only takes one swig
What’s your plea?
Set me free
No can do
Not for you
Flesh gone cold
Won’t grow old
What we've done
For no one
Second violation, old occupation
They went to pick her up at the station
She sells herself to strangers for money
Never a doubt why her neb is runny
Don’t give her any
She don’t need none
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This Is the Best Shower I Have Ever Taken
How does that cigarette stay lit?
Soft shoe downhill on the rooftop
What will we find on the mountain?
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Southside Story
06:57
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Starting up at the institute to get me in line
Oh, I'll be just fine with graphic design
Better find a job to rent a pad in the flats
That doesn't have rats
Crushing up a chill pill
Married to the needle still
Climbing back with Aderol
After all, after all
You might know when you have hit bottom
Gotta layer the make up to cover the bruise
You like my new shoes? How about my tattoos?
Slinging drinks to buy my own
How I get in the zone
Gonna hit the bar, yo
Monday is tomorrow
Did I miss last call?
Put me in for pinball
That's where I lost my way
How will I make rent?
New life on accident
Food stamps, so thin
Oh, where I've been
Which way the dice roll
Slow dance with a pole
Now I make ends meet
Saved you a seat
Fight this hole in your soul
You can win and get on with it
And for yourself
'Cause that god isn't real, not the slightest bit
And I know there's a better place
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Bubble Gum
04:44
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The bishop paid me a visit early on
Having nothing to eat and up since dawn
So in those days I thought I had a soul
Later on my body stayed and I sunk in a hole
A puppet clown was singing with the nurse
In a room with the kids who had it worse
Baseball story to help me drift away
Up to bat against a pitcher with a bad E.R.A.
The lethal injection was given for my crime
They didn't even have to strap me down this time
The gases made me laugh, my mind was shot
What the heck is a human being? that's what I thought
I forgot who I was
My vision turned to fuzz
Now completely numb
Breathing bubble gum
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The Van Allen Belt Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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