1. |
Human Conditions
04:03
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Everything comes with its own terms
There are always strings attached
Everyone wants something in return
From out of struggle a deal is hatched
We all know that life is unfair
We all know but we remain foursquare
These are the human conditions
We all try to be altruistic
But we are only self-serving at best
We all do what little we can
Someone else will take care of the rest
We all know how just hard it is to change
We all know that people are so strange
You may be a crazy dictator
You may have yourself a TV show
You may be a no one at all
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Well we all examine the world
Through our own particular lens
We pick out just what we need
And the rest we try to cleanse
We all know our right from our wrong
We all know it's one long swan song
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2. |
The Possibilian
05:44
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Every religion has its own mythology
That somehow mirrors our own pathology
Most of it is pretty far-fetched and most the truth is stretched
But we take it the way it's doled
It's salvation bought and sold
Uncertainty is an uncomfortable position
But certainty is an absurd one
Why not celebrate the vastness of our ignorance
And be a possibilian
Every religion has its own narrative
A categorical imperative
But little of it makes any sense
It hinges on you being dense
The blind leading the dumb
Might as well suck your thumb
We know way too little about our own minds
To deny the Lord in all his glory
And we know just way too much to stick to
Any one particular story
Why not revel in possibilities
Every religion has its own naysayers
The kind of people who make up prayers
They are treated with disdain
Like something big must be wrong with their brain
Why not try an alternative that reflects the way you live
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3. |
Falling / Fading
06:17
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Falling
Fading
Down
Down
Down
I go
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4. |
Never the Bride
06:01
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I'm forever at the ready
I'm champing at the bit
Lived my whole life screaming, This is it
Nobody hears me and nobody one cares
Who gives two bits about my frivolous affairs
All I want is my day in the sun
Especially now that my day is nearly done
I am all dressed up, I got nowhere to go
I wait by the ticking clock and the hands they move so slow
Is this the day my ship will come
Is this the day I will get me some
All I need is a taste of the pie
All I need is a little piece of the sky
My heart is busted and so is my pride
Always the bridegroom and never the bride
My dreams are shattered, I’ve been denied
Always the bridegroom and never the bride
I've lowered my sites, I don't want for much
Got no expectations, nothing nonesuch
I will take what I'm given, I will take what you got
Even if what you got it ain't a lot
All I want is to stay afloat
All I want is just a little bit of hope
I am willing to settle for next to nothing at all
I will rob old Peter just to pay old Paul
These are desperate times and I'm a desperate man
Gotta do anything any way I can
I don't care if I look like a fool
And I don't care if I break every single rule
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5. |
My Procedure
04:15
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They took me to a white room
And they put me on a table
They stuck an IV in my arm
And said, Are you ready and able
I said, Well here goes
I guess I have no other choice
They said to start counting back from three
And then I lost my voice
And then I had my procedure
Oh yeah, yeah
And then I had my procedure
Oh yeah, yeah
Well I was knocked out
For what seemed like the blink of an eye
I heard a voice and it called my name
But somehow I couldn't reply
I was not yet in the room
I was still up in my head
I wasn't quite alive
And I wasn't quite dead
And that was my procedure
Oh yeah, yeah
And that was my procedure
Oh yeah, yeah
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6. |
Cracked Wide Open
05:18
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What was this thing I didn't understand
It was such a strange enigma to me
I tried so hard to figure it out
I searched high and low for a skeleton key
And then a light came shining through
And I knew exactly what to do
I hit it with my hammer and it cracked wide open
And all of its junk spilled across the floor
I hit it with my hammer and it cracked wide open
And a world of wonder it lie in store
The words on the box said handle with care
But I was never good with following directions
And all I wanted was my prize inside
Add whatever I could add to my collections
And then a light went off in my head
This could be the biggest thing since sliced bread
Yeah it was everything I ever hoped it would be
All my dreams and wishes, all rolled into one
Yeah it was everything I ever hoped it would be
And I shouted, Hot damn I'm gonna have me some fun
Got what I need, I'm a happy clam
And there's nothing more I could ever want
What lies beyond I will never know
It beckons me with a familiar taunt
And then a light it shined so bright
And I didn't feel alone in the night
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7. |
Lovesick
05:07
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Woe, woe is me
I got a sickness
At the root of my tree
Gotta dig down deep and pull it all out
Won't get it all
I have no doubt
I am love, I am love, I am love
I am lovesick
Down, down as can be
I got a fever
And it bleeds through me
Gotta blow it all, blow it all to bits
Gotta shout it out
Gotta shout it out
And call it quits
Lost, lost to this world
My knees are weak
And my guts they churn
Gotta stand up
Gotta stand up the best I can
Gotta take my final turn
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8. |
Jiggery Pokery
02:58
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When you're going down, you're going down
You're going down, down, down, down
The world it stings, the devil sings
You're going down, down, down, down
You get kicked in the teeth
Ow, ow, ow, ow
You get punched underneath
Ow, ow, ow, ow
Well it's Jiggery pokery, jiggery pokery
Lie, lie, lie, lie
Jiggery pokery, jiggery pokery
Why, why, why, why
When you need to know, you need to know, know
You need to know, know, know, know
But a black wind blows
A black wind blows and it blows and blows
Blows and blows
You get punched in the guts
Ow, ow, ow, ow
You look like a klutz
Ow, ow, ow, ow
When the hurt cuts through, the hurt cuts through
It cuts through, through, through, through
You get ripped apart
It breaks your heart
Your old heart, heart, heart, heart
You get kicked in the ass
Ow, ow, ow, ow
And you shatter like glass
Ow, ow, ow, ow
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9. |
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He went down a road
From which he didn't come back
He lost control and it all went black
He did not foresee just what was in store
He was here one minute and then no more
There's no good reason
No wisdom can explain
There's just those left behind in a world of pain
Gone too soon, too soon gone
He drove his car right into a tree
Just like every single other highway tragedy
He lived to drive, he lived to drive fast
Would he have thought
That this drive was his last
Why did it happen, we won't ever know
We're left to imagine how he took the final blow
One minute you're here and then you are dust
If you try to grasp it you will be nonplussed
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10. |
Fat, Drunk and Stupid
03:25
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Fat, drunk and stupid
Ain't no way to go through life, son
Fat, drunk and stupid
Ain't no way to get the job done
You think you're king of the kingdom
You think your life will go on this way
You think that nothing can touch you
Sitting up there on Santa's sleigh
You think you are so amazing
And all you touch will turn to gold
You think that you are so special
And you will never, never ever grow old
You think you have some say-so
You think you got a clue
You think you know better, brother
You think the world revolves around you
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11. |
The History Train
05:26
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Here it comes, blowin' smoke
Straight to your town
Full of piss, full of steam
Gonna run you down
Black as hell, big as shit
Scary as a beast
Never stops, juggernaut
This movable feast
Shake that chain it's the history train
Going down, going down, down
Like a hurricane, the history train
Going down, going down, down
Thunder crack, lightning bolt
Makes a big ol' noise
Mothers weep, soldiers march
Coming in convoys
Rappers shout, rabies scream
All gone in a wink
Pots and pans, arms and legs
The whole kitchen sink
You can close all your curtains
And silence your clocks
But outside your window
It circles like a hawk
Here it comes. It is coming to you
Here it comes and there's nothing you can do
Angry words in an angry time
What will we remember, what will we forget
When the story is written just how will it look
Will it be a future of regret
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12. |
On My Way Home
05:16
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Got my things all packed away
Turned off the radio
Took one last look around
And told myself I'm ready to go
I was born a long, long way
From where I'm wanna be
And now I'm, I'm on my way
I'm on my back way home
Got my ticket in my hand
The train is almost here
A wind blows my at my back
My eyes let go a tear
Scenes go floating by
Like something from a dream
And I let go a laugh
This is not just what it seems
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"It was hell," recalls former child.
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