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Grandparent Patriotism
01:53
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It's the water heater that won't quite work
It's the heart they won't quite seize
And yet, they'll never change
Staunch in their beliefs
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2. |
Middleman
01:27
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It's pathetic how far you have fallen
It's pathetic how far you have fallen
I think about the other ways of seeing
I think about the other ways of being
I realize one thing- they're far too strong for me
As strong as I can be, is where I am right now
Look how far you've fallen from grace
You should've kept a solid pace
They're far too strong for me
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3. |
The Early Earth
01:40
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Do you like the early earth?
'Cause it's covered in pink slime
It's crawling all over the place
It's on its hands and knees
The early earth...
is just like you and me
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4. |
Adrift
01:40
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Adrift in the sound, I'm wondering why it has to end
Why I have to go back home and continue to play pretend
Stand in line for the X-ray photos
'Cause they'll last far longer
Than anybody knows
Trap your worst memories in amber for all to observe
And I ask myself,
what purpose does that serve?
For the sake of the experience
I always seem to miss
I'll let you stay in ignorance
I'll let you stay in bliss
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5. |
Independent Hand
01:52
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I feel as though it's all unplanned
Losing exceptional control
Of the independent hand
Things you were never really supposed to see
Deals that just weren't supposed to land
A project that wasn't supposed to happen
Each delay a nail in the coffin
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6. |
Millennium Corpse
00:53
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I can feel you, your empathy isn't affecting me
A load-bearing weight comes down on your spine,
and from the other side,
It looks as though you've been dead for a thousand years
Adventurous, to the point where it gets you the answer
And after that you give no fucks
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7. |
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What can I interest you in?
Something to keep you online?
Something to hold you down?
Something to keep you around?
What can I interest you in?
Something coarse or fine?
Something to cure your rash?
Something to kill your thoughts?
What can I interest you in?
(What can I interest you in?)
Something gory?
Something tame?
A luscious taste
Of something like fame?
What can I interest you in?
(What can I interest you in?)
It only takes a second
For a billion results
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8. |
Winter Doesn't Exist
01:40
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Winter doesn't exist out here
I turned up the temperature ten degrees
The sun is always over me
There's no need to worry right now
I'm tracking your voting patterns
And it seems like you're ready to head out to Saturn
Any day of the week
We're in the far reaches of deep space
Where winter doesn't exist anymore
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9. |
You Have To Get Up
02:02
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A knock at the locked door
A voice from the doorway
Angrier and more
Complaining about the day
"You have to get up."
"You need to wake up."
"You've got to show up."
"Your fault if you're not up."
"You have to get up."
"You need to wake up."
"You've got to show up."
"Your fault is that you're not up."
"Nothing's wrong with you, or by extension me,
so there is no excuse, so get up."
"You have to get up."
"You need to wake up."
Get up.
Get up.
Wake up!
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10. |
We Survive
01:29
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Trapped five hundred miles down in the Arctic
My eyes are so ice-choked
That I don't know what to see
And he's gone mad with time
He's burning the food supply
If he eats it all, we'll die
So I force myself to act (To act)
Sealed inside the walls of our tiniest room
With blood
Still, we survive
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11. |
Dry 94
01:38
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Get ready to constrict your vessels
It's a dry 94
Incarcerate your conscience
Don't forget to check the lock
Let your inner child own some stock
"I like my burger blackened into the shape of a hockey puck, slathered with ketchup, and wrapped in pine needles."
You have to grow taller than the others
You have to speak louder than the others
It's a dry 94
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12. |
Still With Us?
00:41
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Are you still with us?
Are you sitting?
I hope you're sitting
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13. |
Pop Country Sludge
02:30
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After several hours of excruciation
You're forced into defeat,
and turn on a radio station
From here to Wisconsin,
though you're not one to judge,
the airwaves seem to be clogged up
with a pop-country sludge
Through the drive, you hear it
A slightly grating sound
Reverberating endlessly through
turnaround after turnaround
Sun shines through your window
You could almost enjoy the view
If it weren't for the lyricism
That contributes nothing new
From here to Wisconsin
It's strip malls out the door
You can't have one spare moment
Where you don't see a liquor store
Thousands of miles of highway
Paving across the world
Up north, they're on fire (on fire)
And I can't breathe the air (breathe the air)
But, this is fine (it's fine)
Yeah, it's totally fine (totally fine)
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14. |
Decongestant And Tonic
01:18
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My first night alone in quite some time
I can't be bothered to filter out the grime
Thousands of appendages reaching out
As I travel further down the route
Self-destruction, it seems to me,
is the clearest option that I can see
Decongestant and tonic downed
Mind destroyed and feelings drowned
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15. |
Magma Stars
01:55
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Pocket dimensions
Coals ground up
Thrown in turn
To assist the burn
Magma stars from the furnace
The dark heart of the house
Thousands carbon-copied
Kingdom of invasive species
Cutting up the coals
And leaving the rest of us alone
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16. |
Oatmeal
00:15
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Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
(Be careful.)
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17. |
Towards The Yellow Light
01:09
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Towards the yellow light
I feel my ego growing
Ravenous and hungering
Give me more airtime
I can feel the numbers tripling
I gain more devotees
Who'd give me their bone marrow
If they got the chance
Now let me release
This indictment of you
This board is bought and paid for
And my vengeance is in stores
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18. |
Coffin Men
01:33
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Coffin men
Sit and work
Through a plague of dead
An afflicting curse
That just won't leave
Lining in the lungs
Coffin men
Sit and work
They wish for a nebulizer
They wish for an atomizer
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19. |
Brutal Wish
02:39
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I have survived through some of the finest duels
Why do you insist on playing by their rules?
Bound by certain strictures you don't care to remember
In our casting call, you were the finest pretender
Until you're hollowed out by the pressures of aging
You can't take the performance, so succumb to the staging
Remove your theatrical beard, it's the only thing remaining
That has me hearken back to the days of your training
Is it real?
Are we certain?
What is the brutal wish that lies behind the curtain?
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20. |
Only Echo
02:13
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Trapped inside a large room
It's a very spacious room
It's larger than your eyes can read
So you call out, you beg, you plead
But the only echo is something else
Something approaching
With a slow
Pulse
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21. |
Cold Finish
01:29
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So based on what my grandparents told me
Back in the day I felt more than lonely
But I kept it in
The grudge and the fears
I held back my tears
And let the grudge fade
And crumble away
But I still feel cold
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