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Start
02:58
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2. |
Shine Out Front
04:06
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3. |
Larry's Way
04:42
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My friend Larry- not one to talk
He couldn't think of ideas but he could take stock
He goes to a meeting realizes that he's just followed the flock
Has his first idea, skips town, goes out without a second thought
Larry's Way
Two weeks later, Larrys around
Although lately he's been skipping from town to town
Ask larry what he wants, he says love-
Something to make me forget all about the stars, and heaven above
Larry's Way
Familiar forces
A million sources
Lucky Larry got his wish
But even with his lover he's trying to think of bigger fish
One day Larrys at my door
He says I got what I want and I feel like my life has ran it's course
Larry's Way
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4. |
Take Care
01:20
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5. |
Mountaintops
05:19
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Hard men were sold down the river Styx
For cold bones of women they walked with
Another rebel reveled in the dark
Stole self from tomb, looked back towards doom
My friends were sold down the river Styx
On the river, on the river I walked
With another rebel, another rebel of the flesh and blood
The word came out not boy or girl
I'm just an infamous spy of the other kind
I wonder what happens on the inside
Were just a couple of guys
Take turn off each others rides
I speculate of worlds behind-
My letter for years remains covered in dust to
Men and woman of the world
Take hold of my girls
I've got so many fucking girls
They've all got brown hair, light eyes, a big smile, real cheeks
They look so good with their pants and accessories.
I walked out to say you're next to me
And if I was a golden boy then I'd be just another toy
For the one who's gone across the coast and not an ocean that I can boast
I watched the videos; I've watched the tapes
But still I cant play, play, play the game
I looked at you, you looked at me too
We both thought that maybe it would work out in the end
I looked at you, I looked at me too
I'm gone, I'm gone
I walk out the door
They call his eyes a number
I call this a chance to fumble
As skins touch artificially
In the mind I see just sheets
A mind can only follow and I'm not in control
So I send regards, goodbye
Do you need more to know?
When I walked out of the cave I had 12 million followers
They followed me, followed me
I didnt watch and they didnt respond, so I turned a cheek and sighed
They didnt look on, no one looks on
Expectations demise, but there were real tears in their eyes
Real, real tears in their eyes, I swear
Through the glass, their shape stayed the same
A pose frozen and it was beautiful even if it wasnt real
No shadows go if theres no light
You find the figures are fake
You need some air
I know, I know
Walking out still not here
So its a long walk, its true
Rickety course
Its a walk out from your house
Destruction of the home
Could it be what I perceive?
I burned down
Still wont stand down
Still wont stand down
Stand down
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6. |
Persistent Fever
02:42
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I haven't read the elements of style
But of course I heard about the war
The raging of the storm, the perpetual darkness
I remember the promises whispered in your ear
They shipped you away to that damn island
Lined up the queue but not your height
You read those sad, realist novels
The fashion of despair; the wicked youth
Magnolia's fine seven feet in the ground
Stick up your scared ostrich head
You can live your life with a full fucking breath
With out that smoke and melancholy
Did they get you
Get you
Get you
With that sulk?
Did they get you
Get you
Get you
With that sulk?
So friends, is this what keeps us in bondage?
This inability to throw away these robes in the dumps?
We've only tasted
Yet to achieve
Stand there like an invitation
Stand there like your invitation
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7. |
Wrap Around
03:53
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I got an ass like madonna
Boy, I really make you wanna
Yeah that means I'm british, I'm old
But I'm not too sold and your dead
But that's just another thought in my head
To express these words that you couldn't speak
I got an ass like madonna
Boy, I really make you wanna
Got eyes made of glass
Shattered ceilings, yeah
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9. |
All Them Rickety Beams
03:04
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10. |
Repeat Offender
01:20
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11. |
An Answer
04:15
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All the sides of the wing-
They didn't decide that I'd be here
I was born on top, baby
I was born on top, baby
I've been here for years
You didn't have the vision to see me here
But I'm rich-white, little boy
I got friends, yeah, that I play with now
I'm not the one you want
(When pilots come home)
To see those faces turn to stone
(When pilots come home)
To come home to that
(When pilots come home)
If you were on the bed, I wanna come home
If I wanna come home- stop
(When pilots come home)
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13. |
Two Transitory Ringers
02:32
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14. |
Tautology
02:27
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16. |
If The Sky
01:12
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17. |
Even Between
04:10
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19. |
Vacation Holiday
03:10
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It’s like 11 O’Clock right now
Ain't even a party happening, no
And that’s why we go to the strip club
It’s the only place I know, it's the only place I know
You take it to me
It was a new me
The only place I want
You take it to me
It was a new me
Karaoke night at my mom’s impala
All right, all right
And then we pass
All the way we go
And we go home then
And then we all pass to the way it feels
And I want to rape a duck
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21. |
The Ballad
01:50
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22. |
Pictures In Boxes
05:40
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