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Mort Subite
01:30
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We’ve gotta duck under the slick on the sly for a chance to make a change and fucking turn on the night / The bay is burning / The film is churning / Any less is a waste of time / There’s a new smile / Brimming big white teeth / It’s life, life / Mort Subite.
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Untied States
02:50
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I / am feeding on the generous / and kind and I’ve got a free smoke / 20 bucks to my name / Not mine all mine give me something / I can use to hurt you and your time / Hey / man / you’re looking so / uptight / Let’s go all untied / yeah / you’re looking so / untied / Let’s all go untied / Why / don’t you give me your shirt / and tie, give me your advice on / this girl from the scene / She’s posing pretty mean and seems like she / could use a dark day dream / Hey / man / you’re looking so / uptight / Let’s go all untied / yeah / you’re looking so / untied / Let’s all go untied / You’re so untied / Let’s all go untied.
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Heart Disarm
02:40
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This heart / This heart it beats for you / Your walk / Your walk is so god damned smooth / Let’s rule our world / everything we’ll postulate / We’re armed now / Oh please don’t hesitate / Could it be easy? / I’m feeling lithe, life is feeling lithe / It could be easy / I feel it’s time time feel it’s time for running away / These shores / These tempered shores are glass / Let’s render / a tender tete a tete / Pick up a stone / when I need to be muted / And this heart refuses / It could be easy / I’m feeling lithe, life is feeling lithe / Could it be easy? / I feel it’s time time feel it’s time for running away / Disarm / This heart / This heart / is disarmed.
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510/510
02:55
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Rocking out in the 510 510 / We’ll split the state in two / Push it deep into the red / Oh, she rides so smooth / Those hips / That mind / My sanity / is miles away / We’re making tracks across these strips of black / Get her revving up to go south / Drop the clutch and hit the gas / Babe, I miss you pretty little kissy mouth / Those hips. That mind. My sanity, is miles away / K OK. OK OK. My heroine. The Saint Rebellion. / K OK / OK OK / My heroine / This ain’t rebellion / Those hips / That mind / My sanity / is miles away / And time / won’t wait / don’t hesitate / to fly my way / stop.
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Bumper Sticker
04:10
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When you strip away the vitriol / you’re left with hollow slogans / just some proverbs belaying a sense of self / with a core that’s see-through trojan / You know, none of them really speak to me / These ‘cans and ‘crats don’t get it / Be they heroes / Anti-Heroes / Villains / Geniuses / or bumbling nitwits / It’s scorched earth politics / and grand delusions / And the best of all will fail to modernize / our fenced off constitution / Ah, these Representatives rarely speak for us / When did truth become a riddle? / It’s always left or right / Where is the Hallowed Middle!? / It’s crazy / when we’re free to choose / It’s crazy / that some win, all lose / When brand trumps policy / and bribes are called “donations” / we get partisan attacks and distorted facts / that breed ignorance across the nation / Aww, Shit flows down / shit flows down / shit flows down / and cash flows up / And not one cent of ours will speak for us / when lobbies run amok / In defense of “Common Sense” / I feel compelled to speak / We’ve lost all philosophy / Now we spin our wheels / And advertise for the next king / And it makes me want to scream / It’s crazy / when we’re free to choose / It’s crazy / that some win, all lose / I’ll never stump for you / unless you stump for me / It’s crazy / debating the news / It’s crazy / we’re coming unglued.
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Hey Kid
04:30
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Hey Kid / this is a roll / Shout and defy just to spite and hide behind unknowns / A contrary din rings sharp, shakes your teeth / Don’t you see I can spell your name naive / So relax / this won’t hurt / When you face it, it’s no more fun you know / This won’t hurt / Hey Kid / what’s going on? / Now is your chance to shine, to fight for what you live by / Surprise / It’s revolution time and the kill is right on your lips / But everything has froze up up up in your head / So relax / this won’t hurt / When you face it, it’s no more fun you know / This won’t hurt / This is the sound of the end.
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Lust, Crime
02:20
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Oh, Betty shake your broken bones / We’ll hit the floor, ah ha ah ho / It’s OK it’s all right now / We’ll make some noise when the lights go down / Come on / Shake it / You got me / Shakin' / Hey, Booper, all the walls can feel / This rock is hard, a ruckus reel / Pull your strings all across the floor / And push some screams past the vocal chords / Come on / Shake it / You got me / Shakin' / I’m movin' / I’m still movin' movin' / Come on / Shake it / You got me / Shakin'.
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Tiger Tiger Tiger
02:45
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From Trinity to the scene / 25 kilotons / Let’s make some fission happen tonight / Clear out the floor for the dance / Show you my electron love / Hey Fat man, I’m your little boy / Hey kamikaze / Fission baby / You make me crazy / Go kamikaze / Ah, I’m an atom bomb / The poplars anxiously wait / Still trying to harness the sun / Hey Fat man, I’m your little boy / Clear out the floor for the dance / Show you my electron love / Let’s make some fission happen tonight / Can I get a reaction / Wanna get a reaction / Gotta get a reaction / Gonna force a reaction.
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This is Not
02:25
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I wanna fight back until we’re alienated / Oh, but you know we’re so impatient / I’ve got no talent, but I make do with a ready wit / Another reading wrong, who really gives a shit / Go / Lie to yourself, lie until you sell / Go on, face it / Big mouth, spitting big fish, ruin friendships / Belt buckle bruises for the bad kids / I’ve got eyes for her, she’s got legs that favor walking away / I wasn’t wanting needing anyway / Go / Lie to yourself, lie until you sell / Go on, face it / This are just words / this is not art.
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On The Hunt
02:45
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Out across the moor a banshee keens / Eyes sharp, as Yeti blend, unseen / A booming clap of thunderbirds alight / The beasts all gather it is their time / I’m moving on the hunt for cryptids / It’s time to hunt some cryptids / From loch bottom to the tallest jungle trees / I’ve searched distant lands for myth and missing links / We’re on our way to see / if monsters roam the deep / On redwood shores i’ve found / giant prints in muddy ground / And on the isle Tasmane / there might still be thylacine / I hear Bunyip howls at night / a mirage, it fades from sight / It’s gone.
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A Song for the Doomed
04:25
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Revolution / What does it mean to you? / Some noise pollution, or a / powerful uniting truth? / So tell me / if this is our chance to make a change, can we / make bigger strides and deviate? / This revelation / is loaded and the fuse is lit / Let’s get loud / A Declaration / When in the course of human events / On radios and TV screens, its seems / we’ve become a nation of “me” / This land is your land, and mine / Self-evident, a truth divine / Want revolution? / Challenge everything you think you think / And all the ladies should sing / I wanna hear your dissension foaming / And all the tints and the shades / I wanna hear your decisions forming / We’re tripping up in debate / it’s time to get a new discourse started / Let’s shake this land of the free / Can you hear our petition roaring, now? / How bout now? / How bout now? / How bout now? / I can make it loud / Now is our chance to break out, our revolution revelations / Now is the time to make our revelations, a revolution / It’s time to make a difference, and constitute a revolution / Let’s break down our indifference; a recipe for revolution / “We’ve got to try to change it” – a revolution revelation / “I won’t stand by and take it” – a revolution revelation / What We the People wrought, can only be undone by / We the People with all of our voices combined / Now is our chance to break out, our revolution revelations / Now is the time to make our revelations, a revolution.
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Misunderstanding
04:00
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Oh, son of a bitch, I swear I love you madly / But my soul needs to sail, to make westing, to search for sanity / To bathe in warming tides / To learn to let it lie / If I’m lucky or rich, I’ll land an atoll or an island / With no conflict, no politic, disarmed and silent / tact and trim, my will be calm out in the doldrums / And with aches in my heart I sing this song for my sweet little dolphin / but if I keep it even keel / Maybe we can heal / As we fall apart / We’ll learn to fall / We learn to fall / Until we learn to stand / We’ll fall apart / We’ll fall / Until we learn to stand this / Misunderstanding.
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Break! Los Angeles, California
Rock. Roll. Noise. Energy. Conflict. Change. Philosophy. Love. Lust. Life. Death. These are just words, this is not art.
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