1. |
Wonderful
03:53
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I’m out here under a diamond sky
The smell of sage and briar
An Indian blanket draped over my back
Flames leap up from a fire
I whisper
It’s wonderful, wonderful, wonderful tonight
It’s wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
I see the light
I take a drag from the holy herb
I’m as high as the exosphere
The people below scurry like worker ants
While I am God’s bombardier
I whisper
It’s wonderful, wonderful, wonderful tonight
It’s wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
I see the light
I spread my arms and they turn into wings
They lift me ever higher
Then I whip out my trusty old Strat
And I crank up my amplifier
I’m out here above a diamond sky
Sharing a blunt with the Lord thy God
Dude says, “All these worlds I made with love”
And I just sit back overawed
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2. |
Up to No Good
04:20
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The sun is shining, shining with its might
But despite it all I don’t see the light
I sense a darkness coming to my town
What was upright is now upside-down
Here comes some strange disease
And I feel so ill at ease
Gonna bring me to my knees
It’s a wicked day
In my neighborhood
It’s a wicked day
No one’s up to no good
No one’s up to no good
People walk like zombies, people wear a mask
What do they do, well I don’t wanna ask
Don’t you shake my hand, don’t get near my lips
It ain’t Halloween, it’s apocalypse
There is danger on every street
Every person that you meet
May possess a trick or treat
Don’t care who you are
Don’t care about your story
Stay away from me
I am frightened, the world has gone to hell
Who has got the bug, well it’s hard to tell
In every house and home, in every kind of weather
Yeah, this whole wide world we’re all in together
All across the countryside
There ain’t no place to hide
It’s a massive genocide
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3. |
Evil Kind
05:37
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You may think that there is some place
You can hide
But you must know there is not
You may think there is a cabin in the woods
A hidden lair where you won't get caught
But be on your guard
And don't be fooled
Here they come, here they come
These evil kind
They're coming to get ya
Better pay them some mind
They're coming to get ya
You may think that there is some place
You can hide
But they are hot, hot on your trail
And you may think you are more clever
Than the rest
But you are headed, headed for an epic fail
Keep your eyes peeled
Be at the ready
Here they come, here they come
You may think that there is some place
You can hide
While the the world, the world is under attack
And you may think you are safe under your covers
But someone, someone will yank them back
Better wake up
Pull on your pants
Here they come, here they come
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4. |
Horror Show
04:31
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It was just a baby lie
But then it grew and grew
And grew and grew
Until it grew into something grotesque
It was just a tiny cheat
But then it grew and grew
And grew and grew
Until it grew into something burlesque
All these wicked things
They grow and grow
All these wicked things
A wicked horror show
It was a just teensy fraud
But then it grew and grew
And grew and grew
Until it grew into something atrocious
It was a just weency scam
But then it grew and grew
And grew and grew
Until it grew into something ferocious
It was just a bitty fib
But then it grew and grew
And grew and grew
Until it grew into something heinous
It was a just tallish tale
But then it grew and grew
And grew and grew
Until it grew into something disdainous
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5. |
Wicked Game
04:17
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I came to you with my heart in my hand
Hoping you'd help me find my way
But I did not expect
What I did not foresee
Was how far you'd lead astray
'Cause when I look back
At all the things you said
When I zero in our long history
I can't help but feel
Underneath it all
You were just fucking with me
I came to you with my screwed-up past
Hoping you could help me sort it out
But that didn't happened
Things only got much worse
And I wound up in a state of primal doubt
And now when I look back
At where I been
And where I now seem to be
I can't help but feel
Underneath it all
You were just fucking with me
It's a wicked, wicked game
And you play it with esprit
I came to you a broken fool
Hoping you could shine down a light
But what happened next
Blew me up
Blew me up with all your might
'Cause now when I look back
At all that you've said
With all your grand hyperbole
I can't help but feel
Underneath it all
You were just fucking with me
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6. |
On My Way Down
05:12
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The pain I feel is permanent
It ain't ever going away
It's best that I get used it
Each and every painful day
No use in complaining
No use in making a single sound
Besides no one is listening
There ain't no one around
These are the shitty days of my so-called life
It's all stress and it's all strife
I'm on my way down
Down, down, down
I'm on my way down
Down, down, down
The rage I feel is palpable
So bad I’ve chewed up my tongue
Used to be that I could manage it
But that was way back when I was very young
Now I just wanna shake it up
Like so many aftershocks
Wanna find that object of my hate
And smash it on the rocks
This is the crazy world I find myself in
All of the clatter and all of the din
Be a good friend and toss me a rope
Is it really too late for me to give up hope
The depression I feel is not dissipating
Envelopes me like a tule fog
No matter how I try to rise above it
It’s all one long slog
What bugs me most is indifference
A world in which no one really cares
I can scream my holy head off
And I get back are vacant stares
That's the story that got written
And I’m not hard enough to be hard-bitten
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Never, never gonna feel that way, no no
Never, never gonna feel that way, no no
Yeah I get it and I know you want it
But some things are just not meant to be
Even though I feel you, feel you down deep
I don't feel you romantically
And that ain't ever gonna change
Ain't gonna change
Yeah I hear you, your message received
You've made yourself quite clear
You can try to sway me, try with all your might
But you will never get that near
And that ain't ever gonna change
Ain't gonna change
Yeah I know you, I know your story
I know how much I mean to you
And I am sorry, really truly sorry
Sorry that I make you feel down and blue
But I ain't ever gonna change
I ain't ever gonna change
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8. |
She Laughs in Her Sleep
03:16
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It can’t be all that bad
Though she might say otherwise
She walks around with a long face
But I know it's all a disguise
She laughs in her sleep
So I know
So I know
She must be happy
Got myself a long face
'Bout to droop right through to the floor
Can’t stay glum for very long
Put the drugs back in the drawer
She laughs in her sleep
So I know
So I know
She must be happy
Go on and tickle me with your wily ways
I’ve been pretty out of it
For days and days and days
Hey you with the bluey blue eyes
And blondey blonde hair
You really taught me how to care
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9. |
Mean Business
04:26
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The victims and the victimizers
Joined in their little dance
The latter sets up the rules of the game
While the former leaves it all up to chance
They both need each other
The way a baby needs its mother
"You know you want it, you know you need it
You have a hunger and I feed it"
"Yeah I want it, yeah I need it
Sign the contract, no need to read it"
It's a mean business
A mean, mean business
The troubled and the troublemakers
Joined hand in hand
The latter wants to stir up the pot
The former merely follows command
The psycho and the sycophant
Supplier and the supplicant
"You wanna eat it, you wanna suck it
You wanna throw it down and fuck it"
"I wanna eat it, I wanna drink it
Where's the contract, let me ink it"
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10. |
Here's to Me
04:43
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I wanna be on your side
Be on your side
On your side
I wanna dry your tears
And be a comfort from your fears
And I wanna be your best friend
Be your best friend until the end
Here's to you and here's to me
And I hope we never disagree
But if we do to hell with you
And here's to me
I wanna change in your life
Change your life
Change your life
I wanna be your fan
Help you with your life plan
If you think I'm being insincere
Well let me make one thing perfectly clear
I wanna hold you up
Hold you up
Hold you up
I wanna give you a lift
Not the usual short shrift
When you need someone that you can trust
I will be someone who is fair and just
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11. |
Cruel World
04:15
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Fell down a hole
Cried out for help
And nobody came to my rescue
I get it, yeah, I get it
Life is a fucking bitch
Expressly designed for the chosen few
Well fucketh you
They say that all you need is love
But all we have is hate
It’s hate that makes the earth go ‘round
It’s cruel, cruel world
Where the mofo’s rule the day
The baddest of the bad are unbound
Got run down
By a speeding Lyft
The dude was fiddling with his phone
He sped right along
Never saw me hit the ground
I screamed, “Hey, I’m not your steppin’ stone”
Ooh my achin’ bone
Caught a disease
Got it from a filthy door knob
A little present from my neighbor next door
Now I’m gonna pass it on
Give it to my family
Then we’ll all die off like the dinosaur
We are done for
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12. |
Why On Earth
05:12
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My friend Pete he says
He thinks you’re kinda messing with me
And who am I
Who am I to disagree
It sure sorta seems like it
But I don’t know for certain
‘Cause I can’t see
I can’t see what’s behind the curtain
And why, why on earth
Would you do this willingly
Why, why on earth
Would you do this to me
Who does this sorta thing
Who does this sorta thing
My friend Pete he says
He thinks you’re fucking with my heart
And I gotta say
I feel all torn apart
But I don’t have the strength
To pull myself away
Even though I know you’re leading me
Down to my doomsday
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