1. |
The Bill Comes Due
04:00
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You do your work
And you live your life
And you dream of something more
And you stop and look
At all the things you got
And you hope and you pray
For one happy day
No you don't want to to know
It has come to naught
You fight your fight
And then you think you're through
You think you can forestall the day
But the bill, the bill comes due
You make your plans
And you rack up your debt
And you live with no regrets
But there's a ghost that's hidden
Inside the wall
And you laugh and laugh
At those silly old fools
Like they deserved what they got
But you don't see your eventual fall
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2. |
Gonna Fuck You Up
03:14
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Gonna do what I gotta do, gotta get what I need
So when I take an ounce of your blood
I do it just to watch you bleed
Then I mow you down, I mow you down
Mow you down like a weed
I'm gonna fuck you up, yes I am
I'm gonna mess around with your head
Gonna fuck you up, yes I am
I'm gonna kill you till you are dead
I'm gonna fuck you up
Fuck you up, fuck you up
That's what I'll do
I'm gonna fuck you up
Fuck you up, fuck you up
That's what I'll do
Stomp on you with my shoe
Gonna take all the shit you say
Gonna twist it all around
Wanna stick an apple in your mouth
And shove your face down in the ground
I wanna hear you scream
It's such a sweet, sweet sound
I'm gonna fuck with you in the morning
Fuck with you late at night
I'm gonna fuck with you all the live-long day
Fuck with you, all right
I'm gonna get what I gotta get
And then I'm gonna get away
I'm gonna fuck you up
And you aint got no say
You ain't got no say
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3. |
Out of This World
05:14
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Thought I heard you breathing
In the middle of the night
Your welcome sigh so pleasing in my sight
You moan and whisper a gentle purr
Your hand on mine my only succor
I’ve been awake the whole night through
In a swirl of thoughts the color of blue
What do I do, what do I do
Lemme go, lemme go, lemme go
Let me slip away
Let me sleep through the night to a brand new day
Lemme go, lemme go, lemme go
Let me slip away
Take me out of this world
Out of this world
These mortal thoughts spin around my old head
I weep for all the living and I pray for the dead
So many stories they eat me alive
Stored in my brain like a terabyte drive
I feel like a prisoner trembling under the bed
Or a guy who’s trapped inside his head
Living dread, living dread
Thought I heard you stirring as we head toward the dawn
Your mouth slightly parted too tired to yawn
I try to stir you but you don’t budge
Your last night’s make-up is now a smudge
Your spirit is gone and so is your breath
You look like hell, you look like death
You look like death
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4. |
A Million Miles Away
03:36
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I know just what you are
I know just what you do
I know your little dance
It's the old soft shoe
I see you coming from a million miles away
I can see you, I can see you
There you are and there you go
You have a dirty mouth
You talk a lot of trash
You put a record out
And it's a great big smash
You always get away with all of your schemes
You always get to live out all of your dreams
You always get to do exactly as you please
How and why you get to do it is anyone's guess
You wreak a lot of havoc and make such a mess
And yet you look so calm and so completely at ease
You look yourself in the mirror
You like who you see
You force a great big smile
But you are not fooling me
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5. |
Strategies for Survival
04:43
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I got my little list of all the things I need to do
And I check them off one, two, three
It gives life meaning and when all is said and through
I will know what's expected of me
These are my strategies for survival
The little ways that I get by
I sit and count my tender mercies
And I will do it till I die
I need to go to the grocery store
And buy myself some milk and cheese
Got to make sure that I lock the door
And bring a coat so I don't freeze
I'm going to break up with my girl
Then I will make myself some lunch
Not sure about item number one
But I guess that I should follow my hunch
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6. |
End of the Road
05:35
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We've taken this just as far as we can
As far as we can to a man, to a man
Do not know what more we could we say
What more could we say that's not cliche
We can try to make it look like it's all good
But in the end we're always misunderstood
Like a river
Down which we once flowed
We have reached the end of the road
Like a bomb about to explode
We have reached the end of the road
And so it goes
We seen this through through the highs and the lows
The highs and the lows and so it goes
We made our bed and we cleaned up our room
We cleaned up our room with a broken old broom
We can lie and say we gave it our best
But in the end does it matter when we reach our final rest
Wish that I could just go back
Wish that I could start again
Wish that I could just throttle down
Wish that I could jump out of my skin
Wish that I had a time machine
I would set it to way back when
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7. |
Penrose Steps
04:54
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Just when I thought I'd reached the end
A whole new world opened wide
It called to me, Come over here
Don't you be afraid and hide
So many new places left to explore
All across this ever-expanding floor
So many stairs are left to climb
So many days and so much time
We are living inside an impossible shape
It is a world from which there's no escape
Together we went down, down, down
The Penrose steps
Just when I thought I knew my way
A sudden turn left me confused
Was I ascending or was I going down
Either way I was not very amused
So many perspectives it's hard to see
Every angle can change by degree
Clambering up an impossible flight
Center is left and left is right
The world is fluid and somewhat abstract
Fiction inextricable from fact
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8. |
Mutant Blues
03:19
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They are coming for us
They are gonna take us down
They're gonna turn all our verdant fields
Into an ugly desert brown
They are gonna poison our water
They are gonna sleep with your daughter
I got them mutant blues
They are gonna propagate
Just like the aliens do
They're gonna drop their anchor babies
Take us over two by two
They are gonna force on us their slang
Ting tang a walla-walla bing-bang
They are gonna turn us stupid
Gonna change the color of our skin
Might as well toss 'em the keys
And say, "You got us, you win"
Now we ain't got exalted stature
When we're knocked right down
By a body snatcher
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9. |
Long Way Home
03:26
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Seems like it's taken forever
And we got lost along the way
Wonder of wonders
We took the long way home
The map is so confusing
Maybe it's upside-down
Heavens to Betsy
We took the long way home
Heavens to Betsy
We took the long way
Do you know just where we are
Do you know just where we're going
If we're here or if we're there
Well I have no real way of knowing
Maybe we should ask a cop
Maybe we should pull off the road
The sign back there isn't on the map
Well this is no place that we have knowed
Nothing here seems at all familiar
And neither do the stars
Maybe we're on another planet
This looks a lot like Mars
Should've brought the GPS
Should've used Google Earth
Wipe that stupid grin off your face
'Cause I don't see a cause for mirth
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10. |
Batten Down the Hatches
08:39
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Board up the windows and bring down the flags
Rush to the grocery store and fill up your bags
A storm is a-comin'
Be here real soon
The sky is as black as coal and it's only noon
Collect all your blankets and count all your cans
Check all your batteries and cancel your plans
Uh-huh, oh yeah
Charge up your cellphone, fill up your jugs
Secure your precious stash, you'll need the drugs
Box up your records, tighten every screw
When the water comes rushing in
You can bid it all adieu
Batten down the hatches
Try to keep yourself dry
Say all your prayers
And kiss your ass goodbye
Batten down the hatches
Aye Aye
And I will see you
See you on the other side
And I will see you across the great divide
There is no place
No place to hide
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11. |
Dark, Dark Night
02:59
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Can't find my way
Through this bleak and brutal land
My light is broke
And I can't even see to the end of my hand
All these ghosts around me
They just laugh in my face
They say, "Woo-woo and boo-boo"
Then they vanish without a trace
I put a pillow over my head
Just want to hold it there till I am dead
In this dark, dark night
I have a bad feeling
That things won't turn out well
My little slice of heaven
Has gone all to hell
I get no comfort
When I lay down to sleep
'Cause in my dreams
All these scary things
Find a way to creep
Sometimes I feel like my brain is a haunted house
And I am trapped inside it like a haunted mouse
In this dark, dark night
Don't think that I will ever get out alive
I guess that I was never built to survive
This dark, dark night
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12. |
The Never-Ending Story
13:50
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There is today and then there is tomorrow
And then there is the end of time
What you do makes little difference
If you do nothing at all that's fine
All the people all over the world
Want to believe in a better day
They put their faith in a higher power
He will make everything OK
This is the end the never-ending story
Nothing much happened and nothing ever will
This is the end the never-ending story
Have you heard enough, have you had your fill
Who cares about reason, who cares about rhyme
Who cares if you win or lose
It's already decided, it’s all planned out
And you don't get to choose
Just take your place and mind your business
And keep your big mouth shut
No one wants to hear what you have to say
Jump back into your rut
This is the way it's always been done
And the way that it always will
It will go on like this long after you're gone
Long after your children are over the hill
There is no sense in trying to fight it
Make a stink and point out its flaws
There is no sense in trying to knock it
This most sacred of sacred laws
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