1. |
Chop
02:49
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I know
You've got me all pinned down
I know
You've really worked me out
I will try to
Find a one to
Cut me up like you do
I lie
I do it all the time
I try
No wait or didn't I
I will try to
Find a one to
Cut me up like you do
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2. |
Oulala
04:24
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Homeliness and loneliness are wearing at the scars
rehash information so to tell them who you are
definition blurs when you're staring through the smoke
nothing really hurts when everything's a joke
I want to give it to you, I want to show you some
ououlalalala
Smart enough to make it, dumb enough to use it
dropping to the floor when all the girlies lose it
he don't really like the taste so he cover it in salt
tasted it so much he don't notice it at all
She fade away, eight shades a day
didn't you want it
I fake a laugh, sick psychopath
didn't you want it
She fade away, eight shades of grey
didn't you want it
I fake a laugh, sick psychopath
didn't you want it
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3. |
Cotton Kid
02:59
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Cotton in my head
I was taught the things I need to know
Clothes don't fit right
Tight around the head but don't fit to form
A shapeless man being
choked
out
Do my clothes look right
Do my clothes look nice
Keep those lips sealed tight
And you'll get out fine
I'll be bullet proof
you can see me every single day
Never see me
You can breathe me in
Never breathe me
My shoes and my shades will protect
Me from pain
Do my clothes look right
Do my clothes look nice
Keep those lips sealed tight
And you'll get out fine
I don't want to know
She says "did you see the brand are you impressed?"
Finest fabrics flown in, top notch kid
Sew you up your sides so you don't split
"I don't want to know" is what she said
Did you see the brand are you impressed
Finest fabrics flown in, top notch kid
Sew you up your sides so you don't split
And I know better
I'm a money lender
I wear my status
With my watch and jacket
And I know better
I'm a money spender
I wear my status
With my watch and jacket
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4. |
Darla
03:51
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Darla can't stay here any longer
It's not made for wanderers anymore
Would it be better
if you were a blood-letter
Those cheeks won't get redder
anymore
You better run-run-run around this town
You better find a place to go now
Darla you're a robot
The only one that they've got
The only one in stock
anymore
Would it be fun-er
If Darla you were dumber
You wouldn't have to wonder
Anymore
You better run-run-run around this town
You better find a place to go now
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5. |
Alien Blues
02:35
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Was it the best you ever had
Was it the worst you'd never know
I'd try to tell you what I think and play it off like it's a joke
Oh no more surprises, guess it's like this
I'd do anything for you miss's, highness
nah nah nah
The sun is fun
The land is dandy
I only talk to dogs because they don't understand me
My teeth are yellow, hello world, would you like me better if they were white like yours?
I need to purge my urges, shameshameshame, I need an alibi to justify and somebody to blame,
It's a "halibut/partykid", give it a name, and say
nah nah nah
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6. |
Ash In The Sun
02:41
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Whim of wind
Took me south
Desert's where
I settled down
Met a man
Showed me how
Life's a breeze
Ride it out
And maybe someday babe, my ash'll land on your nose, I guess we'll never know whichever way the wind blows
Well I had fun
I was young
Now I'm ash
In the sun
All dressed up
And burnt out
What's it matter anyhow
And maybe someday babe, my ash'll land on your nose, I guess we'll never know whichever way the wind blows
Bury me, bury me please, I can't go home, I can't stay here
Bury me, bury me please, I can't come down, I can't stay free
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7. |
Bust
02:06
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So every time I see
I don't know what to think
I know enough to know
I don't know anything
It's all I've ever seen
So now I tell it twice
As if it'd make it right
Hollowed and blistering
It tears the leaves from trees
It's all I've ever seen
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8. |
Worn/Wander
03:36
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I'm gunna move to the city
The country's too slow
I want pretty things in magazines
I'm gunna buy some clothes.
I'm gunna move to the country
The city's too fast
I want open fields to earn my meals
I'm gunna buy some land
And when you see me
I'll be there I promise you
You want to lead with all your stones in my shoes
The weary travel he isn't too hard to suit
So I'll walk into the woods
Just to show I can
And the willow tree will harbor me
And from the top I'll see just where I am
Let's cut the damn tree down
It blocks my view
But from the top it'd be the perfect spot
But I'll cut it on down with a chopchopchop
And when you see me
I'll be there I promise you
You want to lead with all your stones in my shoes
The weary travel he isn't too hard to suit
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9. |
Desert Diddy
05:26
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There's a blind man in the desert
They drank the sand like water
They said, so it is, it is, so they said
The blind man didn't cuz he couldn't understand
He understood what he didn't understand
He only understood because he couldn't understand
He wouldn't understand, so he wouldn't eat sand
Sick men sip sand
But could he see his folly
The blind's not fooled so easily
He was free
They were not
Never saw what he saw
The blind man left when he saw their fault
He couldn't be wrong, so he wouldn't last long
Sick men sip sand
How do you do it
How
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10. |
Smile Boyo
03:28
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Folks are irrational
Kids are all animals
Truths only shadows from fire cast onto walls
Listen to what mama say
Only truth in early may
Problem with invertebrate, can't trust what they'll articulate
Smile kid
You've got to keep it hid
You've got to laugh it off
No matter what they did
And all the people say
What's it matter anyway
Cuz in the end we'll all evaporate
Went too far today
Knife felt far too great
Hack-sawed slack-slawed dogma gang
With her face in the honey
Her moon in the rain
Her back to the wind she felt just great
Smile kid
You've got to keep it hid
You've got to laugh it off
No matter what they did
And all the people say
What's it matter anyway
Cuz in the end we'll all evaporate
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11. |
Shuffle
03:14
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