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Gladioli
02:58
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Whether you remember
Or happened to forget
I’m not the one that tightened up
The noose around your neck
Self-afflicted and addicted
To a point of pride
Mother Mary so contrary
Turn the virgin to a bride
Even so
Do you need to sow
Pierce a hole in my heart
And whether you pretended
Before you did resign
Nothing came from nothing
Not for all the Roman wine
Built upon a crooked ledger
Full of vice and crime
You’re often left to judge the other
One you left behind
Even so
Do you need to sow
Pierce a hole in my heart
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2. |
The International
03:15
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...Phonetics...
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Feline
02:24
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She walked out, she was fine
She took two steps out on the Mainline
She walked out, not surprised
She took another way home to her feline
Fool me once, fool me twice
Fool me for the third time won’t you be nice
I was out of my mind
Pretending to be a part of the big time
How was I to know
She had them in a headlock, they went toe-to-toe
Terry stood by, yeah he couldn’t believe it
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One by one, here they come
All in a line with tired eyes
The day is done
Two by two, what will they do
What a surprise they terrorize
And throw it back at you
Good night, thanks for having us
Now we’ll pack our things and go
All night, you’ve been on to us
Feigning with the strange unknown
One, two, three, what do they see
Our sins and our lies, our tantalizing
Hope to be free
Good night, thanks for having us
Now we’ll pack our things and go
All night, you’ve been on to us
Feigning with the strange unknown
You never wandered out of sight or out of mind
I’ll relieve you of this punishment and crime
And take the wrong way to perdition
Good night, thanks for having us
Now we’ll pack our things and go
All night, you’ve been on to us
Feigning with the strange unknown
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5. |
Polly Anthrax
02:25
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Sometimes I want to be near you and hold down a 9-to-5
Sometimes I want to be with you on the weekend
Polly Anthrax, how’d you steal into my room
Polly Anthrax, you filled my head up with your deadly bloom
You know I couldn’t remember if you could even drive
Looks like we’re goin’ up ‘round the bend into a dead end
Polly Anthrax, how’d you steal into my room
Polly Anthrax, filled my head up with your deadly bloom
Polly Anthrax, how’d you tear away my gloom
Polly Anthrax, your silver hairspray sends me the moon
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Two Babies
02:38
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Two babies remind a mother resigned to never see
Her babies walk by and she just wants to die
And she feels the weight of the words put on her
At first it makes you feel
Like a conquering divider when you gain the upper hand
But then it makes you feel
A little bit older
A little bit older
Two babies remind a mother resigned
To never see a world she can call worth living in
And at first it makes you feel
Like a messianic martyr tearing through the desert sand
But then it makes you feel
A little bit older
A little bit older
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7. |
Things Merely Are
03:29
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I often wonder, how many others, feel the same
So torn asunder, another number, another game
You design your own decline
And you follow (down)
You walk the line of right and crime
It’s hard to swallow
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
A Bedlamite says goodnight
To the Open City
Take a ride on Electra-Glide
In Blue Rhapsody
So there’s another, undercover, Uberman
Who neither wonders or even bothers to pretend
To rely on peace of mind
To discover (nothing)
Satisfied with where he lies
And the bus he’s under
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
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8. |
King Midas In Reverse
03:03
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If you could only see me
Exactly where I am
You wouldn't want to be me
I can assure you of that
I'm not the guy to run with
I'll pull you off the line
I'll break you and destroy you
Given time
He's King Midas with a curse
He's King Midas in reverse
He's King Midas with a curse
He's King Midas in reverse
It's plain to see it's hopeless
Goin' on the way we are
And even though I lose you
You'll be better off by far
He's not the man to hold your trust
Everything he touches turns to dust
Nothing he can do is right
He'd even like to sleep at night
I wish someone would find me
And help me gain control
Before I lose my reason
And my soul
He's King Midas with a curse
He's King Midas in reverse
He's King Midas with a curse
He's King Midas in reverse
He's King Midas with a curse
(All he touches turns to dust)
He's Kind Midas in reverse
(All that glitters turns to rust)
He's King Midas with a curse
(All he touches turns to dust)
He's King Midas in reverse
(All that glitters turns to)
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9. |
Things Merely Are II
03:29
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I often wonder, how many others, feel the same
So torn asunder, another number, another game
You design your own decline
And you follow (down)
You walk the line of right and crime
It’s hard to swallow
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
A Bedlamite says goodnight
To the Open City
Take a ride on Electra-Glide
In Blue Rhapsody
So there’s another, undercover, Uberman
Who neither wonders or even bothers to pretend
To rely on peace of mind
To discover (nothing)
Satisfied with where he lies
And the bus he’s under
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
Things merely are, as you imagine them
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10. |
The King Of Debris
05:01
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Hey now, all your love is on my mind again.
Hey now, walking back toward the bitter end.
Hey now, underneath our parasol of sin.
Hey now, I’d rather drowned than wade through that again.
Hey now, Hey now walking back toward the bitter end
Hey now underneath our parasol of sin
Hey now I’d rather drowned than wade through that again
I’m in love with her. She is all I can see.
It’s such a comical reaction.
The looks that I receive.
For twenty-seven years and twenty-seven days.
Alone adrift among the desert sands.
A King of the debris.
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Dot Cotton Los Angeles, California
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