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GOSPEL
06:12
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So far the moon will rise only to fall
It'd never show it's dark side to those who fall for the sight
For sore eyes see what they like, not what is right in front of them
And though they ought to know illusions will show themselves to you
Look into the sky
See just what you like
I can't fight it I can't we all fall down
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2. |
Succubus
03:14
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Lean in closely lend me your ear
I'll tell you something that you'll never hear
Lean in closely lend me your eyes
Ill show you something that will awe and surprise
Lend me your eyes.
Lean in closely lend me your heart
But i can't promise i wont smash it apart
Lean in closely lend me your soul
And ill help that light burn out of control
Hand me your soul
Come again my temporary friend
Think of the time well spent
Lean in closely lend me your bed
And ill show you something that youve only read
Lean in closely lend me your bones
And my flesh will cover wounds that you'll never show
Lend me your bones
There Comes a time
In every man's life
When he has to choose
A beautiful wife
She'll powder her nose
And iron your clothes
And never have anything less to say
Than nice
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3. |
Foreign Land
02:45
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The future's not yet to show
What I thought it might
Become when I was younger
Thought I might settle down
Thought I might leave this town
Thought I might pack my bags
See a foreign land
When I was young
I had consumed the burning bush
And when I drank from it
The bottle drank from me
I fell into a state
Of unquenchable lust
And in the morning
Could not cure my apathy
I won't fall into another
State of mind tranquility
Or so it read in a letter
Sent to and signed by me
I'd been on my feet for days
Searching this town from place to place
I won't fall into another
State of altered reality
Or so, so it read
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4. |
Seasons Song
07:03
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Fall is here and summers gone and time is moving on and on and
Won't have to wait so long
Faster every year moves on I close my eyes tomorrow's gone I
Won't have to wait so long
Time isn't what it used to be (time isn't what it used to be)
Time isn't what it used to be (time isn't what it used to be)
Time isn't what it used to be and neither are we
Neither are we
For far too long we don't know right from wrong
For far too long
God isn't what he used to be
Our eyes no longer see what his can see
Father what did we used to be
His name has lost its magnanimity
Have you seen the moles which lie beneat the ground
Our bodies fertilize this tepid town
Have you seen the roots beneath the apple tree
How soon that they shall feed on you and me
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5. |
Now You Know
06:31
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Let us go, you and I,
To the paradise of suns.
The heat grows faster
Than a candle when it runs.
The price won't be so high,
When you put it into perspective.
Just a memory, a foggy thought,
Which persists on while you live.
And now you know,
What you must do.
Now you know
what must be done.
Don't you worry;
Not a command,
Just an ordinary rouse,
Just a repetitious clue.
Roll up your fingers,
Till they make a tiny fist,
Which is so massive,
That it might fall off your wrist.
The pain won't be so harsh!
When it's smacked against his wine-stained jaw.
Your act is nothing,
But gold and divine law!
And now you know,
The time has come.
No where to hide
And there is nowhere to run.
Cast off your knives,
Lay down your guns;
Just your sentimental rage,
I'll let it our your boney cage.
So now you're got
What you have fought the heavens for.
Can think of nothing
You could envy anymore.
I won't be here too long.
I've business to which I must attend.
But we will always be
Those special kind of friends.
And now you know,
There is no evil.
Love's simply lasting,
yet rarely peaceful,
And so are voices
In our electric hives.
But never let your conscious mind
Recognize this sour lime.
Run,
Must Run away
'Till the moon is hid
Behind the clouds
Behind the sounds.
That we might make
In sights unseen.
No pupils here,
No lunar gleam.
Just you and me,
Just you and me.
No need for weary
Company
Come with me,
And I will show you down paths
Of fresh palm fronds.
Josh, short, and sharp;
Roots grown so deep
They'll survive most any frost.
But if it melts, and
The roots soak up too much, then
We'll find us a new path, to stumble;
To relapse and fall in before;
To recover a little bit more
Of what we used to call ourselves
Just you and me,
Just you and me.
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6. |
Other Spaghetti Western
05:26
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Told me not to wait
Told me not to stay
For another day
What else could I say
Gone away for too long
I find it harder to relate
Gone away for too long
Don't you worry little one
The storm will soon be gone
And now I want to find a way out
To follow the line
I was walking in a desert a suburban home I saw
Well the fire came up and burned it to the ground
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I’ve been studying alchemy
I forfeit poems for bio-chemistry
And I can pull
Penicillin out of mold
But I can’t quite turn leaden sorrow
Into gold
Oh woah, oh, oh oh
Oh woah oh, oh oh
I’ve been studying alchemy
A four foot poem formed by old chemistry
And I would pull
Your body from your bones
And shake, shake, shake the sorrow
From the marrow
Oh woah, oh, oh oh
Oh woah, oh, oh oh
Oh
All these cures, you know, take time
Go and open up my cabinet
Even if your heart ain’t mine
Oh woah, oh
Take sarsaparilla and sassafras
Let them steep behind an honest smile
And I swear your smile will last
Oh woah, oh, oh oh
Oh woah, oh, oh oh
I’ve been studying alchemy
I forfeit poems for bio-chemistry
And I can pull
Penicillin out of mold
But I can’t quite turn leaden sorrow
Into gold
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8. |
Hellcat Maggie
04:48
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A well-dressed man with malicious plans
Won’t you come home, calm down
Come home, calm down
Well-worn smile and weathered hands
Lay your arms down, calm down
Come to no harm now
Girl with a gun never ran from no one
And she won’t now, now now
Hell no not now
Bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
And he’s gone
Bang bang bang boom boom boom
Click click click
And she’s done
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9. |
Waltz In Four
04:57
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Vacant minds never need the time
So while we sit beneath polaris
Our intentions seem incredibly careless
Vacant souls don't need all that gold
We'll wine and dine and slaughter time
While the rest just turns to mold
To mold
Spatial lines always weave through time
As we resist our finest passions
Our intentions seem so in fashion
Palatial souls have no room to grow
We'll mine for lies and collect our prize
While the rest just turns to mold
To mold
Oh the simple pleasures iv'e found
Can be measured by metered sound
Thats why I had to let you down
Once again
Because open mouth kisses
And sweet and subtle wishes
Don't put food on the dishes
Only plasters my heart
Oh you make my veins drip
While the blood caresses your lips
And i'll fall down to your hips
Once again
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10. |
Third Wheel
09:37
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You're mine, that's mine.
This cannot be resolved.
The end, suspend;
Can't begin again.
No need to crack
The windows open.
Can't be, any,
Other way to see.
Aha aha, baha ahaha
Aha aha, baha ahaha
Listen, my friend;
I won't say this again.
Too far, much more,
Than I bargained for.
This won't stand this
Act of aggression.
This was not in
My well-crafted plan.
Plus you know what I can do
Pretty hair falls
To the ground.
The purple's turned back to
Platinum Blonde
So my breath is short,
When I walk close to you.
For I have seen storms pass through these parts before,
And I felt them, too.
No need to cry,
Nor to say, "Goodbye."
I'm here, don't fear,
Please just hold me near!
Oh my, oh Sigh!
Just look at the time.
Was fun, so fun,
But now I must run.
Aha aha, baha ahaha
Aha aha, baha ahaha
You'll be all right,
Just look down the sights.
Oh Boy, oh Joy;
Fare thee well, ahoy!
This won't stand, this
Act of jealousy.
I don't care what
You had hoped of me.
Plus you know what they will think.
Aha aha, baha ahaha
We can go
No further,
Without that, Soft Murmur
Of movement
Improvement
Hard rubber On cement
This journey
Was earned by
No on but you and I
So don't worry
Don't worry
Fix this in a hurry
Just the Third Wheel;
Just the Fourth Hand on that Clock
Just the Third Wheel;
Just the Fourth Hand on that Clock
Oh God what
Has Happened
How could we leave him alone
The Rubber
Is Rotten
How large the cracks have gotten
The Castle
Has Fallen
Foundations are shaken
So go out
And fix it!
Won't take but a minute!
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