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Ozymandias
04:11
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In a kingdom down the block
A big ol’ dude well he held sway
He says, It’s my way or the highway
Ozymandias
King of kings
Ozymandias
Look on my works and despair
The big ol’ dude built his world out of sand
His self-belief as tough as any Ayn Rand
He says, I gotta know right where you stand
He had his own enforcers
Who preyed upon the weak
Their modus operandi
Was not all that unique
Kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall
Everything has its prime
But the big ol’ dude he did not know
That he’d run out of time
The big ol’ dude he only wanted more and more
Nothing was enough to satisfy his need to score
He says, Do what I say or I’ll stab you like a matador
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Donkey Town
05:03
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We got a little wild in donkey town
Elevated the inner child in donkey town
We let ourselves go
Got as crazy as Van Gogh
In donkey town, down in donkey town
We went walking down
Down to donkey town
No one left around
Down in donkey town
We ate a lot of pork in donkey town
Didn't use a knife or a fork in donkey town
We prayed with all our might
That our heroes would win the fight
In donkey town, down in donkey town
Here we go walking in the sun
With our breasts thumping
Here we just do it all for fun
With our hearts pumping
We wiped the slate clean in donkey town
The obsequious and the obscene in donkey town
We dreamed up all the plans
We banged on our pots and our pans
In donkey town, down in donkey town
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Hive Mind
03:08
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We laugh alike
We walk alike
At times we even talk alike
We dress alike
We move alike
At time we even groove alike
You could lose your mind
You could lose your mind
Buzz, buzz, buzz
In the hive mind
We shop alike
We dance alike
At times we take a stance alike
We eat alike
We drink alike
At times we even think alike
You could lose your mind
You could lose your mind
We love alike
We hate alike
At times we imitate alike
We take alike
We give alike
At times we even live alike
You could lose your mind
You could lose your mind
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4. |
Lockdown
07:16
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We're in lockdown in hot town
There is no movement in the street
People hiding behind curtains
You can spot them by their feet
Well the terrorists are taking over
They got the cops on the run
Me and my kid just wanna go outside
Have some good time summer fun
Don't go down to hot town
Don't go down, don't go down
Some odd people are just plum crazy
They live and die by their ideals
Don't you go and disagree with them
They will throw you under their wheels
They want things to be black and white
Don't go bringing any shades of gray
They rule the streets here in hot town
It's a hot, hot, hot day today
We're in lockdown in hot town
Ain't no place for the mild and the meek
The TV's vague about the details
Could be stuck here for more than a week
Who are all these crazy pyschos
Why do they do what they do
They light a fire under hot town
And then they close the flue
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Well you know that I'm not John Lennon
With Yoko on the business end
I'm just a schmuck with a screaming kid
Living in the kid's world of pretend
We hang out all the livelong day
We watch a lot of Sesame Street
We wait for her mommy to come home
So the kid can suckle on her teat
I am bored
I'm so frickin' bored
I am bored
I'm so frickin' bored
Get me outta here
I clean the pee and I clean the poop
I wash the pots and the pans
Used to have myself a nine to five
Now I've got myself dish-pan hands
I don't fit in with all the other moms
Watching kids go down the slide
They talk about how bored they are
And look at me like I'm some weird Clyde
I see them workers on their way to work
It is something that I kind of miss
Who would think this is how I'd end up
Who would think I'd be good at this
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6. |
The Seed Is in Me
04:39
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It all starts with a measly seed
A seed that’s blown along the wind
This seed is looking for a home
A home it can call its own
This seed well it has no name
It has no true identity
It only lives to drink you up
Then it becomes its own entity
And that seed, that seed is in me
And that seed, that seed is in me
It is leeching my soul
And it is swallowing me whole
That seed gets it onboard a plane
It takes the seat right next to you
It tells you all about its kids
They will be coming soon
The seed is talking on its phone
It talks about its wedding plans
You drift off in a dream
A dream played out in shadowlands
That seed it is now in the news
It is speaking in its very own tongue
We all like what it tells us
We all like the clothes it wears
That seed is now living large
It has bloomed into the palm of Christ
And for what good it has done us
There is more we have sacrificed
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Barely a Footnote
04:40
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People come and people go
People ebb and people flow
And they never seem to know my stupid name
And I guess I only have myself to blame
How could you know who I am
And why should you even give a goddamn
When I'm barely a footnote
Barely a footnote in your book
People laugh and people cry
People live and people die
They know each other through a common ground
But among them I am nowhere to be found
It's as if they have their very own code
One that for me never had been bestowed
Because I'm barely a footnote
Barely a footnote in your book
Tell me that you know the name of my wife
Tell me that you know the meaning of my life
Tell me what is my most favorite song
Tell me that I will forever belong
Tell me that I have a place in your heart
And just how long it's been since we've been apart
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Things are looking pretty bad for our side
Yeah we fallen, we fallen down a hole
The baddies tell us who we are now
They got their hands on the remote control
Things are looking pretty bleak for us
All our rights are gonna get swept away
The air is thick with rage and insanity
Common sense is on holiday
They killed us but they ain't whooped us yet
For every truth that we think we know
There is another around which their world revolves
We go back and forth and back and forth
And nothing, no nothing ever resolves
We look at them like they are stupid
Because what's right and true is plain to see
I am he as you are he as you are me
And we are each other's enemy
They say the sun will come up tomorrow
And that everything, everything will be all right
But I don't believe them, I don't believe them
This is the start of an endless night
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If you marry, you will regret it
If you do not marry, you will regret it
If you marry or do not marry
You'll regret it
Laugh at the world, you will regret it
Weep over it, you will regret it
Laugh at the world or weep over it
You'll regret it
You can't have everything
You can't have everything
You can't have everything, no, no
No, no
Believe a girl, you will regret it
Believe her not, you will regret that
Believe a girl or believe her not
You will regret it
If you work, you will regret it
If you do not work, you will regret that
If you work or do not work
You'll regret it
Do your best, you will regret it
Don't do your best, you will regret it
Do your best or do your worst
You'll regret it
Hang yourself, you will regret it
Don't hang yourself, you will regret that
Hang yourself or do not hang
You'll regret it
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10. |
Life 101
05:06
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The cars queue up and head out on the 101
Like a string of pearls fleeing from the setting sun
I turn the radio on and I get myself in line
The adventure awaits
Somewhere beyond the highway sign
And I can still see her face
Painted on the waning moon
And I keep telling myself
I'll see her one day soon
I'm taking life 101
Life 101
The cars move on past Ventura County line
There are their kids in the back
I see all their devices shine
And these memories of you
They are painted over these black hills
When I think of those times
It still gives me the chills
I drive on, on into the dark
On into a waning moon
Thoughts of you go on and on
Throbbing just like a wound
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11. |
Against the Grain
04:23
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Things were never gonna be easy
In fact they would be downright hard
Guess it's just my glowing persona
A cut-up, a card
I will always go against the grain
Just to drive all my opponents insane
I will always go against the grain
Just because, just because
I am the fly in the ointment
I am the hair in your soup
I raise my hand in objection
Saying, "Hey, what's all the hot poop"
I reject the status quo
I reject what's given
I never do what I am told
Hey I got a lot livin' to do
People say I'm a bad, bad boy
They say I'm just contrary
But they don't see what I see
There is no time to tarry
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12. |
The New Jerusalem
06:21
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Change of pace, change of plan
I am now a stranger in a strange land
Don't know my neighbors
Don't know what will happen next
All this not knowing has got me vexed
Welcome to the future
Welcome to the future
It is happening
As I speak
Welcome to the future
Welcome to the future
It is not, not for the meek
Close my eyes, dream a dream
Make all the madness disappear
But then I wake
To a misbegotten age
And I drown in a world of fear
Who am I, where am I going
Woke up this morning to the sound of thunder
And a bang, bang banging at my door
"Wake up, wake up, come out, come out"
Nevermore, nevermore
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