1. |
Lost
03:44
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We all put our money in the bank
We waste our time together
We waste our time together
We waste our time together
We all put our money in the bank
We waste our time together
Friends and friends of lovers
We waste our time together
I'm still figuring out how to get along
getting by and getting off
I thought by now I'd've got it all
getting by and i'm getting on
I'm still figuring out if I got it wrong
getting high and getting gone
You thought by now I'd be done that all
but I go along getting lost.
All your dreams don't mean anything to me
The space between A and B could be zero or infinity.
Getting high and getting bombed
Getting by and getting on
Get it right still get it wrong
Go around getting lost
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2. |
Switchblade
03:10
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so I said, man
no, you're wrong
I can believe in miracles if I don't believe in God.
take that girl over there.
she's devine.
I need this one,
I need her in my life.
I need looks, I need smiles, I need love, or something tonight!
wait for a moment
wait for a sign
true loves waits
just give me time
and he said, you got this one, c'mon do it man
you got this one c'mon do it! do it!
you got this one c'mon do it! do it!
she approaches, her smile
she approaches, her body
she approaches, her eyes
she approaches and I'm thinking
I feel it. this it could be it tonight!
if she's into it and I'm into it, alright...
and he said, man
that ain't my score
who believes in true love, anymore?
take that girl over there
yea, she's alright
I might get her or her
or her, or her, tonight
I need drinks, I need drugs, I need girls, or something tonight!
no time to waste
my girl's on the hunt
she gonna get me that
one plus one plus one
and I said, man you got this one, c'mon do it do it!
you got this one c'mon do it! do it!
you got this one c'mon do it! do it!
she approaches her smile
she approaches her body
she approaches her eyes
she approaches and I'm thinking
I feel it. this could be it tonight!
if she's into it and she's into it, and I...
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3. |
New Order
03:42
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Stuck in a rut where I don't know where I'm going
Everything remains quite the same, a slight decaying
She's the one that breaks the cyclical chains I've been pulling.
It's a single breath of fate that grows a spark into a flame.
I am well prepared. I've considered all the ways this could end.
First, we stay the course. Resign ourselves to waste. Trade our hearts for face.
Or we run away completely unexplained and leave 'em all behind.
Or we face the fire. Those two, the masses and their ire and call it brave.
Can you hear my voice? Self-preservation's not a choice.
Can't give up my life. Either your heart or my heart gets the knife.
You are over there obviously aware how bad it can get.
Look, I'm sorry things have changed in ways that I can't explain. I also thought we'd make it.
Awkwardly I repeat, "It's not you it's me. In time you'll see.
I'll move out today. You can keep the place. It's the least I can do."
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4. |
Confuse Us
03:57
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give us alcohol and give us drugs
give us alcohol and give us drugs
give us alcohol and give us drugs
give us alcohol and give us drugs
You think you like you but you don't.
You're overweight and poor and you don't have the latest fashion.
Try do something with your life.
Improve your health, your wealth, your status.
Keep your mind and smile bright.
They'll spend more than you can dream
On the television screen and all around the world,
they convince us they make what we like.
It makes it difficult for us to keep the fight!
hey you men of industry
we're tired, we've had enough
we will worship you. just confuse us.
give us alcohol and give us drugs
Think you can avoid them but you won't.
They've got their hooks in you like they've got them in everybody.
Try do somethign they don't like
Like using seeds to grow the things that they are grown from.
They ruin everything they touch.
Pollute the Earth, the air, the water, clean it, sell it back to us.
Convince us they make what we like.
It makes it difficult for us to keep the fight!
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5. |
Prom Song
02:53
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She was always home by midnight
just as her father said.
Now she got into a good college
at last the rules will end.
I got my application in
just as her mother said.
I parked my rusted beater.
I threw out my ripped up jeans and now...
I've got my suit and tie on
I've got my stretched out limousine.
I know it. I feel it. I'm ready.
Tonight is going to be our night.
She's got her favourite dress on.
She's got a perfect silhouette.
She knows it. She feels it. She's ready.
Tonight is going to be our night.
Yo. We worked hard. (No doubt)
Put your books down. Fuckin' schools out.
This is our night. So don't quit.
Let's break free. Let's lose it!
Let's put the past behind us.
We've got the future in our sight.
We know it. We feel this moment.
Tonight is going to be our night.
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6. |
Roleplay
02:34
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The one thing that the good lord can't provide is an airtight alibi
for what you do alone in your room by screen light.
The network spreads disease through these innocent fantasties.
You seek out perfect in another click.
I want out but I feel I need it.
I've pushed friends away just to see it.
Outside these things would terrify
but on the screen it's just another night.
And that's the worst of it.
The more you see the more you click.
It began curiously generic until the Algorithm
focused your selections, trained your mind and body to be unfit.
Control altered to submission.
You've got no protection
from your midnight connections.
Click!
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7. |
Love, Cinematically
05:15
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if you catch me at the airport, like a movie, in a line
and you tell me that you love me more than anyone you've liked
and you do it all last minute, so it sounds straight from the heart
and embrace me in your arms, as my plane should soon depart
if you tell me a great story and the timing is just right
then i might look at you differently, yea you might change my mind
and we will be remembered by the people who work there
as two self-important lovers for whose rules we did not care
so tell me how you ran out as your taxi screeched to halt
how you jumped the line to find me, how you pushed past all the cops
how you overcame that weakness where you hesitate to act
only thinking about you and me and how you want me back
how you left important people at an inopportune time
how you finally took a chance, yeah you put it on the line
and if you tell me a great story and the timing is just right
then i'll come back... i'll come back tonight (yea i'll come home)
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8. |
Where's Wally?
03:01
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Open up and turn the page. Take a look around the latest stage.
Try remember all the clues. Take another stab to try and find you.
I thought I saw you in the lane but you did not have your walking cane.
I thought I saw you in the town but I was wrong man, you can't be found.
You're the one I'm looking for tonight
Striped red and white.
I wonder where you are and where you
come from. It must be far away.
A strange place where
everyone looks alike, wearing striped red and white.
You hide in plain sight.
Spectacles and that brown hair, underneath your bobble cap, give you away.
Jeans that many other wear. A shirt that's not exactly scarce.
I thought I saw you near the garbage bins but you did not have your standard rims.
I thought I saw you in the town but I was wrong man you can't be found.
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9. |
Drama
03:34
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자기야
어디가?
여기 돌아와
사랑해
미안해
Made a big mistake!
들어줘
잊어버려
그 여자 싫어
나 에겐
너 밖에
Don’t walk away!
We all like love but I like love like you do.
I like books and films and things that you do.
And guys like us write love songs for girls like you.
But guys like us make mistakes too.
It's not just Biffs who hit the gym and then you.
Guys like us write love songs for girls like you.
But guys like us make mistakes too.
십분 후
Where are you?
내 여자친구
슬프고
모르고
혼자 있어요
용서해
화해해
다시 안 할게
날 믿어
전화 줘
내가 기다려
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10. |
Carl Dean's Dilemma
02:36
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So, I've met this girl with ivory skin and auburn hair
but the one I came with's standing watching, behind, over there.
And I've been gone a long "I'll be right back" now.
Alcohol and pheromones are mixed, I don't know how (but)
She's moving closer, almost touching sweat and sinew.
The question coming next determines if this will continue.
She must be feeling something as keen as we are being.
I look past her. She asks me who I'm seeing.
And I wanna go back in time.
I wanna be someone different:
Single, free, tonight.
I feel I want to lie
or ask her what's the difference?
We could fuck. I'd be forgiven.
We share a secret smile.
And I've got a decision.
I don't know how to properly end this conversation,
both women watching as I stumble through my hesitation:
"I like you. We coulda been." All that awkward gab.
My girl, she gets me. We jump into a waiting cab.
She's moving further, her shoulder's pressed to the cold glass.
I'm deathly curious of what she knows of what has past.
She must be feeling something as cold as she is being.
I check my phone. She asks me if I'm leaving her.
And I wanna go back in time.
I wanna be someone different:
Loyal, faithful, kind.
I feel I want to lie
Ah fuck it! What's the difference?
I've made my decision.
We share a secret smile
and all is forgiven.
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