1. |
(Do) The Happy Lizard
02:53
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2. |
Apocalypse When
03:28
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She is the product of a spoiled America:
Live large, spend hard, and buy what you’re told.
She swallowed everything her daddy had given her
In one big bite, devoured it whole.
A mind ain’t worth a damn when it’s buried in the sand;
You can’t keep up with the Kardashians.
To covet all that is seen in a glossy magazine
There must be something more…
She knows nothing of history;
Where we’re from, and how it all came to be.
Why she’s here is a mystery, but it’s just – too – late – now…
I’m real sorry to be so blunt, but I’ve got nothing in common with any of these cunts.
The countdown to World War III
A date that lives in infamy.
And through it all, it turned out to be
A lie played out on MTV.
He is the product of a modern dystopia
Work hard/play hard, and sleep when you’re old
Flew to Japan where he bought Ethiopia
A life comes cheap when legally sold.
Sing along with the band when you’re trying to be The Man
You take your share, and get it while you can.
It’s supply and demand, but he’ll never understand
That there is something more…
A work/life balance means shit to me
I’d rather live, ’cos that part is meant to be
We learned nothing from history, and it’s just – too – late – now…
I’m real sorry to be so blunt, but I’ve got nothing in common with any of these cunts.
The countdown to World War III
A date that lives in infamy.
And with this vow, I pledge to thee
A life of vile complacency.
They’re shallow and awful, deserve one another
They’re breeding and spawning, just like all the others
Now he is a father and she is a mother
It’s just – too – late - now…
I’m real sorry to be so blunt, but I’ve got nothing in common with any of these cunts.
The countdown to World War III
A date that lives in infamy
And now is sprung from between her knees
A screaming ball of obscenity…
The kids of today are the bastards of tomorrow
Had you thought it through, then it wouldn’t follow:
When your pride and joy’s a nightmare to all
Our choice is jump, or die in the fall…
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3. |
Auto-Destruct
02:27
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Hit self-destruct
Automatic fuck-it-up
Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen
of the outcast teens
Will you look at me differently?
’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me
Deck Officer, please close the doors, it’s getting awful cold
Put Captain Solo in the cargo hold
Electrocution, hello Houston, got a problem here
All of a sudden, Jackson Pollock appeared
Hit self-destruct
Automatic fuck-it-up
Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen
of the outcast teens
Will you look at me differently?
’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me
So how’s it end?
You’re not my friend
There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again
And that’s how it ends
There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again
Hit self-destruct
Automatic fuck-it-up
Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen
of the outcast teens
Will you look at me differently?
’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me
So how’s it end?
You’re not my friend
There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again
And that’s how it ends
There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again
Hit self-destruct
Automatic fuck-it-up
Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen
of the outcast teens
Will you look at me differently?
’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me
’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me
I hate to tell ya…
You feel like suicide when talking to me
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4. |
Piledriver
04:49
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Miss Cutie ate after midnight
Watched Gremlins 2 with the Alt-Right
When you build a place for things…
Things come.
Full-nelson, locked in a piledrive
So, tell me: how is that civilised?
Stop, elevator, and sound alarm…
The way your eyes shone brightly
The blade flickered so politely
There’s no actor that could fake this:
Twelve jurors; one sadist…
“Darling, you are mine…”
She flashed her teeth and handed me this vial
And I became the idle to her wild
Her band of minions turned to run a mile
She’s two minds that refuse to reconcile…
Like Tyler building a franchise
She brought a gun to the knife-fight
Now we’re all out on a hellslide, gone…
Two rivals bathed in apartheid
Infected, owned by a parasite
This flesh is raw meat that you feed on
Déjeune…
The way your eyes shone brightly
The blade flickered so politely
There’s no actor that could fake this:
Twelve jurors; one sadist…
Now’s your time to die
She pulled the lever and cranked up the dial
And I became the idle to her wild
Her band of minions turned to run a mile
She’s two minds that refuse to reconcile…
Fight it off, that’s what these people say
Bite it off, the cause of our dismay
Turn the page, and turn around
To bring the sunshine overground
So what is lost can now be found for me…
Tell your God to wear the crown
Upon the chair while gagged and bound
There’s no way now to calm her down
Believe…
Brave, for someone else
She’ll save herself
She’s on the shelf
On her own…
Break for someone else
Won’t save herself
She’s beyond help
Marone…
I’m ready to go
She’s ready to blow
I’m telling her “no”…
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5. |
Inversions
04:35
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This is the last song that I’ll ever write about another saviour that I threw aside. The last oath that I’ll ever sign about how circumstance and fate will soon collide. The last anthem to reaffirm a bunch of sad fucking people in a sad fucking world. ’Cos I don’t want to be an idiot, no sir. I don’t want to be wanting anymore…
Cover your eyes, beg a reprieve. Everything turns to ashes round me…
Now she is numb, a void. Our lives, destroyed. She’s done with joy; she will never love another. Still, her voice, inside the noise. The knife is poised…
I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. She’s my obsession. She’s my invention. I’ve done nothing wrong. Been so jaded and frustrated. Spent too long on a life that I’ve hated. There’s one room in this house where no-one dares go. It won’t close, son. It’s burst open. It’s soaked down in the flooring like poison. There’s no kind of escape route here that I know…
The last words that I’ll ever write will now no longer be a verse of suicide. No more occasion to run and hide; she lit a spark, and her soul is purified. The last sound that I hear at night is now my best defence, and I hold her spirit high. I will always be an idiot, for sure; but I am never left wanting anymore…
A body’s been found under the leaves; now I have your disease inside me, yeah…
I never told a lie. I’m not afraid to die. This broken doll and I are falling over one another. There’s nothing cauterised. Three times, you’ll be denied. Now ravens take her eyes…
I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. Wars of succession. Wars of prevention. I’ve done nothing wrong. See, I’m married to divorces: a wired study in opposite forces. There’s one room in this house where no-one dares go. It won’t close, son. It’s burst open. It’s soaked down in the flooring like poison. There’s no kind of escape route here that I know…
I can’t stop it, there’s no way. It gets closer every day. As these thoughts control my brain, the silence will take you away. In these ruins ruled by spite, we’ll survey the wreckage site. And how life will be divined, she says is no concern of mine.
There’s no proof to cling to when I’m through with you. There’s no truth I can use when I’m through with you. There’s no proof to cling to when I’m through with you. There’s no truth I can use when I’m through with you. There’s no proof to cling to when I’m through with you. There’s no truth I can use when I’m through with you…
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6. |
Sorry For Your Loss
04:57
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With deep regret, I apologise
For coming here to waste your time
You tell me to get back in line
And say this don’t come easy
I don’t expect you to empathise
With the burning heart beneath my lies
But the vision you don’t recognise
Is one that don’t come easy
I don’t need you to tell me
How you can’t live without me
If there’s just one thing about me
It’s that which makes me stronger
As throne and crown were sold for parts
You cut me down and broke my heart
You threw me back right to the start
And say this don’t come easy
The scaling-down was oh-so kind
But I’ve been here, I’ve read your mind
Do you think I could be so blind?
Believing that is easy
All I have to do is tell myself
I don’t need you and then I’ll be fine
All you have to do is write it down
And sprint onward while I get left behind
So you sit there and prioritise
A set of answers analysed
The process here was rationalised
To say this comes so easy
So if all is gone and I’m denied
Then I won’t sit here mesmerised
You pulled me down beneath the tide
And reversing that ain’t easy
Can’t you hear me? ’Cos I’m screaming.
I’m screaming your name. I’m screaming your name.
Reside here
Abide here
I’m right here…
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7. |
The Middle
05:39
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Bring me the head of the finest whore
Turn the lights way down on the getaway car
I tell her, “Stop” and she says: “One more…”
She cannot hold back and we’re going too far
It’s ornamental, my paramour
Like black blood pools on a ceramic floor
She is the one true thing I adore:
A divine nymphet here to even the score
Three crows in a row means death
We’ll never see land again
Out of the confines
Into the tight-wind
Bounding the tripwires
Out on the frontlines
Over the trenches, out into No Man’s Land
We’re raiders of a stolen ark
Survivors of Jurassic Park
Take him out…
As chaos theory made its mark
The payoff couldn’t be more stark
At every mass extinction’s heart:
A kill mechanism – design by definition.
No saint ever hid in church
So don’t tell her it could be worse
Out of the confines
Into the tight-wind
Bounding the tripwires
Out on the frontlines
Over the trenches, out into No Man’s Land
She’s in the water
The serpent’s daughter
And only blood can quench her thirst
She’s in the water
Their sons and daughters
They always should be drowned at birth
We’ve had our share of -
She’s taken care of -
One more - worthless – individual
Worthless… they’re worthless… worthless… and BURIED ALIVE
With no regrets now, we’re on the run
(Buried alive)
She is a wildcat, a hellion
(Buried alive)
It won’t let up ’til we’ve had our fun
(Buried alive)
The day of reckoning has begun…
(Buried alive)
She consecrated His only son
(Buried alive)
Then held him up with a nailgun
(Buried alive)
Emptied the chamber of all but one
(Buried alive)
And all that’s sacred will be undone…
You change your life, I’ll change mine, and we’ll meet somewhere in the middle.
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8. |
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She sees her name in the lights of the city
They call her name in the lights of the city
And oh, she is searching, searching for a home
She said: “I’ve seen too many ghosts in the city;
I’ll never be another ghost in the city…”
And oh, all this wanting, a longing to be whole
They will lay her body down
But will they ever know her mind?
As they claim her body now
She is radiating light.
She writes her name on the walls of the city
Inscribes her name on the walls of the city
And oh, she is burning, the one eternal light
She is aflame and in flight through the city
She leaves a trail in the sky of the city
And oh, she is pulsing and strobing through the night
They will lay her body down
But will they ever know her mind?
They defame her body now
But they will never still her fight.
They will lay her body down
But will they ever know her mind?
They will lay her body down
But will they ever know her…?
She is everywhere
She is in the air
She’s suspended there
Everywhere, everywhere
We could start a new religion
We could end the Third World War
Take up arms above this city
Cross their hands and heal them all
Lay on the floor now
With all the lights out
They’ll break the door down
She’s not fucking breathing…
Violins swell on the deck of the liner
And as the ship went down, you never looked finer…
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9. |
Take It to the Coast
04:59
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When we no longer fight a conflict of attrition
When we are crippled by the weight of malediction
We’ll find a way to put our cancer in remission
Mediate and aggregate the cause of our affliction
We’ll pen entire theories from a single notion
Take all that’s volatile and save it from implosion
We’ll take inertia and we’ll turn it into motion
We’ll find an island in the vastness of the ocean
We will mend this heartbreak
We will take it to the coast
Free from contagion now and everything it seizes
We’ll lay the stricken down and cure them of diseases
Culture a pathogen and watch as it increases
We’ll take paralysis and turn it to kinesis
We’ll settle rivalries and turn them to agreement
We’ll find the languishing and save them from bereavement
We’ll take insanity and turn it into reason
Agony and ecstasy and joy in every season
We’ll take a reservoir and turn it into wine
An elixir pulled from resin on the vine
We’ll take imprisonment and turn it into flight
We’ll wish our wasted days away, and we will make eternity of time
We will mend this heartbreak
We will take it to the coast
She sighed: “The beauty that I could bring to you…”
Out on the horizon now, her signal’s coming through
All this blood from a thousand cuts will be washed away
We’ll turn the hollowness of hunger into plenty
We’ll find the vacant and we’ll fill them when they’re empty
We’ll stand in triumph as the few become the many
We’ll find deliverance where once there wasn’t any
When all these elements combine into a lotion
We’ll take intelligence, divorce it from emotion
Take infidelity and turn it to devotion
Then finally we’ll have made it to the ocean
We’ll take a reservoir and turn it into wine
An elixir pulled from resin on the vine
We’ll find serenity where animus resides…
She carried the siren’s song
That’s been in the dark there for so long
She carried the siren’s song
A glimmer of hope to call upon
Now hear the voice of God…
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10. |
Sam the Lion
04:34
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Things haven’t been the same since Sam the Lion died
For now we see our world through sad eyes
She turns the other way so that I won’t see her cry
And though our time is done, she’s saying: “Never you mind;
Never you mind…”
As Wagon Master’s playing through the flickering light
This ageing bag of bones is dog-tired
We finally got us a team now here at Anarene High
An elegy of days when we were still young and wild
Oceans in your eyes
All our wasted lives
Oceans in your eyes
Fireworks split the sky
4th of July
The leaves blow long against a monochrome sky
As the gap between what we want
and who we are
grows ever wide…
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THE ILLUSION
A man stands alone onstage with a box
He invites the audience up to engage
The curious onlookers examine the box
The fastenings, the locks, the walls and the base…
Eyes on the box
Eyes on the stage
Eyes on the box
For what will be erased…
The assistant steps forward and opens the box
The man helps her inside, and wraps her in chains
The audience smiles as he closes the box
Looking for the trapdoor hidden under the stage…
Eyes on the box
Eyes on the stage
Eyes on the box
He’s hiding his face
Eyes on the box
Eyes on the stage
The light hits the box
And she’s gone without trace…
But she was never in the box
And she was not beneath the stage
While every known witness was buying the lie
No-one was watching the lake…
Drag every inch of the lake
Drag every inch of the lake
Drag every inch of the lake
If there’s no body, then there’s no crime
No body, then there’s no crime
No body, then there’s no crime
No body - nobody…
Drag through the lake and you’ll find
No body, so there’s no crime
No body, so there’s no crime
No body - nobody…
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NARCOLEPTIC
Sleep awake
Adrift for days
The firmament’s dying on lone frontiers
A hundred-step mile away from here
She’s seen this place
A dream repaid…
And then her eyes reveal the endless lure of sinking sands
They’re shifting tides, and I no longer try to understand
I’m tired of you not wanting me
I’m tired of no guarantees
I’m tired of what life could be
And we will cry no more in sorrow now for what might have been
I’ll relinquish all our promises and float out to sea
I watch the light fade at your window where the angels sleep…
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