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The Wrong Man
02:57
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Not so fast, it’s a trap!
They’re tryin to clip my wings, my wings
So I’m learnin to move without strings
Shifty eyes, you gotta go (you gotta go)
Long wooden nose, you gotta go (you gotta go)
I’m growin on my own
Yeah, I button up my coat
I look back at the fault line
It continues to shake
We live in space age times
So what’s with these stone age brains?
I won’t cave, I won’t cave
A headache from the fumes of the flesh
But I’m rich, yeah I’m rich
But I have no money yet
Another world spellbound
When did he go off the deep end?
Keep an eye out and stay on the defense
(Ooh) I’ll hit the switch in an instant
We wouldn’t want that now would we?
Chasin, wait, chasin emotion so distant
He’s a robot, without you what, could he do?
I’m afraid not a whole lot
Operator, give me power
Generator, animate me
Make it real
There’s gotta be a fix, how does it feel?
Red flag, red flag, red flag
There’s a storm on the radar but i’m raising the mast
Set sail, set sail
Set sail, set sail, set sail
Stay back, stay back, stay back
I’m a creature of habit but i’ve gone off the tracks
Derailed, derailed
Derailed, derailed, derailed
All black, all black, all black, all black
He got the wrong brain
The wrong brain
He got the wrong brain
The wrong braaaaaaaaain, hey!
The wrong brain
The wrong brain
Cannot be detained
He got the wrong brain
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Frenzy
02:25
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I see the other side now, it’s just not my fate
But I was always right there, in plain sight
And if you see me right now, you won’t know my face
Another stranger on a train
Face down, three rows ahead
I got eyes in the back of my skull
I can read what’s on your mind
Your body language says it all
You’re still tryin to find me
You think I’m still on the run
This is my higher ground
I won’t leave during the flood
I just keep switchin disguises
I know they’ll never catch on
Stay ready, for this life
And always prepared for the next one
I see it comin, weather balloon
Inclement weather, under the moon
I see it coming, weather balloon
Inclement weather, Inclement weather
Under the sun, the deed is done
Wait for the water, don’t ever run
I see the other side now
It’s just not my taste
But I was always right there, in plain site
And if you see me right now, you won’t know my face
Another stranger on a train
Manic, manic, manic
(I’m-a make your day)
They don’t give an explanation, they’re just tryin to test our patience
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Rope
02:46
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Fog on the windshield and a future so vague
Gone in the blink of an eye (gone in the blink of an eye)
Nothing to fret moving full speed ahead
All aboard! (All aboard!) All aboard!
I’ll be watchin with a grin
Every day goes by in a blur
Throwin caution in the wind
Like we have all the time in the world
Entered the room and the temperature dropped
Turning the lights off and closing up shop
Deadbeat, deadbeat, deadbeat
Inside the ceremony disturbances surround us
Vibrations fill the air
Vibrations fill the air
Programmed, we run together
Two windows side by side
Just come with us, just come with us now
Get on the bus, you’re one of us now
Black diamond, love is a slope
Flat-linin’, throw me a rope
Oh!
Welcome to the ups and the downs (ups and the downs)
The ups and the downs (ups the downs)
The ups and the downs (the ups and the downs)
Stand in a line, stand in a line
Hands in the sky, hands in the sky
You thought we’d forget it? Forget it.
Oh! We still have visions, visions
We speak it in every sentence
Oh! But they still don’t listen, listen
Knock on the door is it fiction or fate?
Quiet from another world (quiet from another world)
Wake me up now without further delay
Nevermore! Nevermore!
What!
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Lifeboat
04:35
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Bad water dripping from faucet
Bad water dripping from the roof
Bad water dripping through the ceiling
Wish I, Wish I was waterproof
Still peeking out of my blinds
Waiting for a sunny day
Still leaking out of the pipes
Gotta be a better way
A top man at his craft
He knows no rain delay
They’re closing the doors, we’re not gonna make it
We got to the train too late
Too late, too late, too late, too late, yeah!
Too late, too late, too late
Algorithm drenched, drippin down the screen
Algorithm drenched, drippin down the screen
No blue lagoon, no filter, no sandy beaches
Politics aside, over my head in polluted currents I’m gonna run out of breath
If your voice sounds watered down, just keep on scrollin
Arrow down
Shapeless and formless fluid on my spine, try to stay dry
Just keep on, Just keep on scrollin
Arrow down
You drew a line in the snow and then the sun came up
Vision is blurred, when will I learn?
You put your foot on the ground, it started crackin up, crackin up
Walkin on eggshells? More like walkin on hot coal
No matter how I shift my weight it still burns my soles
But I can get to the end and never look back
And I won’t retrace my steps
From the start it was crystal clear
But we’ve been driftin towards a dark cloud
We’re not alone in the deep blue
I should’ve listened, they tried to warn me, they beat it into the ground
From the start it was crystal clear
But we’ve been driftin towards a dark cloud
We’re not alone in the deep blue
over my head in polluted currents I’m gonna run out of breath
Still peekin out of my blinds
Still leakin out of the pipes
Stay dry! Stay dry! Stay dry!
Down by the riptide
Just part of the cycle
Rest for the weekend
I’ll seal the windows and empty the pails
Down by the riptide (Hold onto the rails)
Just part of the cycle (The lightning and the hail)
Rest for the weekend
I’ll seal the windows and empty the pails
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5. |
Rich and Strange
03:38
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Gonna use my last wish on the elephant in the room
Gotta take a deep breath before the smoke begins to bloom
God, it makes me nauseous tryin to find you through these fumes
God, I hope the stairs are clear, the elevator is no use
I’m on the 36th floor, both of my legs feelin weak
Carry me down I’m defeated, you saw it comin for weeks
Place your bets down, I’m a million in debt now
Keep your voice low. Don’t wake up the volcano
Get down, get down, get down
Frozen on the rug, a computer bug, oh, my culture
Go right ahead, go right ahead and blame us
Just please don’t pull the plug
Smile for the satellite, they’re keepin notes on your day-to-day
I’ve seen it with my yellow eyes, might as well look em in the face
There’s not a star in the sky, there’s not a chance I’m a saint
I’m always gonna be bad, so just call me by my name
Spell it out on the poster
Golden gun in the holster
In the claws of a lifelong drought
I will bargain with the vulture
(Spell it out) Spell it out on the posters
(Golden gun) Golden gun in the holster
(In the claws) In the claws of a lifelong drought
I will bargain with the vulture
I will bargain with the vulture
I will bargain with the, bargain with the vulture
How awful am I now, do I have to sound it out?
Maybe our paths will meet again next winter flyin South
How awful can I get, all the bones holding up my nest
I want to meet my maker but I gotta feed my kids
How awful can I be, is it something in the tea
Spend the morning at the dentist and he’s sharpening my teeth
How awful can I get, lead you right into my web
Then I left you in the dark and now my eyes are turnin red
It’s just culture
It’s alright now, it’s alright now, it’s alright now, it’s alright now
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Bon Voyage
03:34
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This nervous energy, just tryin to crack the code
Forbidden, we made a, wrong turn off the main road
We’re cornered, outnumbered, need more time to reload
This winter’s ferocious, hard to see through the snow
Life is not a spectacle, it’s a predicament and I’m torn
One day we celebrate, next day we mourn
We used to run from the law, yeah
Oh how the tables have turned, turned, turned
Wild west, yeah, I’m packin bags, it’s for the best
Flew the nest, yeah, this can’t be real, it’s just a test
Curriculum was division but they keep asking for the sum
We’re the only architects that can build our way out of this slum
A new foundation on the solid ground, yeah, a new foundation on the solid ground
(on the solid ground)
Calm and collected, that’s my new wave
Careening through the pines like blue jays
I held my breath for quite a few days
Blue faced, blue face!
Crashin in a dream or floating in space (no disguise)
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