1. |
Blaze By
02:02
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Bullets blaze by
But ya can’t lift your head
Stare down so scared
That ya wish ya were dead
Pulled in
By the haunt
Of your soul
Dragged
By the rags
Of you old
Pulled in
By the haunt
Of your soul
Dragged
By the rags
Of you
Bullets blaze by
But ya ain’t lookin’ up
Stare down at the ground
Until your brains erupt
Pulled in
The haunt
Of your soul
Dragged down
By the rags
Of you old
Pulled in
The haunt
Of your soul
Dragged down
By the rags
Of you old….
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2. |
Bad Street
01:29
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River City Ransom
Double Dragon, Renegade
Mighty Final Fight, Fighting Street
Streets of Rage
Night Slashers, Splatterhouse
Bad Dudes and Turtles in Time
Virtua Fighter
Joy Mech Fight
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off
River City Ransom
Double Dragon, Renegade
Mighty Final Fight, Fighting Street
Streets of Rage
Fatal Fury Special
Art of Fighting, Shaq-Fu
Golden Axe and Primal Rage
Power Punch 2
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off….
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3. |
She's Got 3 Heads
02:19
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Fatal fashionista tears off her dress
Three screaming demons pop out of her chest
Her head hits the tile, says “fuck you, you’re next”
Photographers explode when cameras refract
This is science project runaway gone wrong
This is human hatred stalking in a thong
She ate all the carcasses, she’s got the urge
She’s had her binge and now it’s time to purge
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
Another on the floor
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
Another on the floor
Scream queen Ghidorah tears through the show
She’s puking human chum in the toilet bowl
There’s only one thing that there’s left to do
Hair and make-up for her next photo shoot
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
Another on the floor
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
She’s got three heads
And she’s come back for more…
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4. |
I'll Be Your Failure
02:34
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I’ll be your failure
I’ll be every mistake you’ve made
I’ll be your failure
I’ll be the story they tell to make the children behave
I’ll be your failure
So that you don’t have to be yourself
I’ll be your failure
And don’t worry, I won’t ask for help
A failure in the eyes of the lord
In the mouths of the crowd
In the loud of the sound
In a box in the ground
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
I’ll be you’re failure
A phoenix collapsing in ash
I’ll be your failure
A thousand miles an hour, then CRASH
I’ll be your failure
I’ll be everything you need me to be
I’ll be your failure
Paint your sins in a portrait of me
A failure in the eyes of the lord
In the mouths of the crowd
In the loud of the sound
In a box in the ground
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
I’ll be your failure (repeat)….
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5. |
Open Every Box
01:06
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Open the windows
Open the doors
Open every box
I want a way in
If something should happen
Fly in and out
Taking tiny crumbs
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll catch all the smaller flies
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll take away the things that make you cry
Open your insides
Then tear them out
Open every box
I want to be you
If something should happen
Fly in and out
Making tinier crumbs
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll catch all the smaller flies
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll take away the things that make you cry
I’ll take away the things that make you cry….
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6. |
Johnny Got A Loan
01:00
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Johnny drove to the bank
To get himself a loan
The bank gave Johnny a loan
So he drove to the car lot
He gave them his old car
And the money from the loan
And they sold him new a car
And he drove it all the way home
Johnny got a loan
Johnny got a loan
Johnny got a loan
Johnny got a loan….
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7. |
Disguise
02:34
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Sick nostalgia sneaks around in the back
An image appears and the instincts attack
Some details obscured, but the others are clear
Comfort not found in a future of fear
Was it really real?
Am I buying lies
That sell myself
A past disguised
Was it really real?
Am I buying lies
That sell myself
A past disguised
Amplifications and pains minimized
Incomplete feelings of a made-up time
Friends in caricature, did they even exist?
And what about me? What about me?
Was it really real?
Am I buying lies
That sell myself
A past disguised
Was it really real?
Am I buying lies
That sell myself
A past disguised….
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8. |
Sick Together
01:41
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What can I say? You never ran away
You just said, “Baby, scare me some more”
And who could’ve guessed that you could love a mess
Who would take you to the thirteenth floor?
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
And they’ll try to say that we’re the ones who fake
Cuz they’re vanilla, normal, and bored
“There’s nothing left”, they’ll cry, dry and dead inside
While we make out on the concrete floor
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
Now it’s night time
Night time (repeat)....
Now it’s nigh
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9. |
Rimmer World
01:26
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I am the image of royalty
And loyalty doesn’t exist
Hangin’ around forever and ever
And I’m just eternally bored
We all look the same in Rimmer World
We all talk the same in Rimmer World
We all think the same in Rimmer World
We all fuck the same in Rimmer World
Hell of my own making
Wearing the bonehead brand
We all look the same in Rimmer World
We all talk the same in Rimmer World
We all think the same in Rimmer World
We all fuck the same in Rimmer World
This doesn’t kill me or make me stronger
The light of body keeps me hard
Grinding my balls forever and ever
There is no honor among me
We all look the same in Rimmer World
We all talk the same in Rimmer World
We all think the same in Rimmer World
We all fuck the same in Rimmer World
Hell of my own making
Wearing the bonehead brand
We all look the same in Rimmer World
We all talk the same in Rimmer World
We all think the same in Rimmer World
We all fuck the same in Rimmer World….
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10. |
The Taste
02:00
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Network 23
Slipping society
Television mindset
Industrial technology
The taste
Just isn’t the same
The taste
But it’s so familiar
The taste
Just isn’t the same
The taste
But it’s so familiar
The taste (repeat)
The taste
Just isn’t the same
The taste
But it’s so familiar
The taste
Just isn’t the same
The taste
But it’s so familiar
The taste
Commercial corporation
Advertising pitch
Celebrity endorsement
Subliminal itch….
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11. |
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Scaffolds dancin’ like daffodils
For drones from the hobby store
Crowds gather ‘round and sing in the sound
Of bells crashing through the floor
“This mystery beauty is something
I saw in a movie before
Wasn’t paying attention
My shoes were sticking to the floor”
Victor Hugo saw something
And it ain’t there anymore
Everyone took pictures
Sharing them online
We don’t need these memories
We can keep ‘em in a box
The box was in a building
And the building is a loss
Smoke travelled up to satellites
Their eyes watered down like rain
Drizzle the electric pinball bounce
Rollin’ glowin’ down the drain
An old man felt the faintest sense
Of something he’d known as a child
Faint painted image he barely knew
But that image struck him blind
Victor Hugo saw something
And it ain’t there anymore
Everyone took pictures
Sharing them online
We don’t need these memories
We can keep ‘em in a box
The box was in a building
And the building is a ghost
The building is a ghost….
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12. |
I Gotta Headache
06:22
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I’ve got a headache and I can’t fix my life
The fire escape it rattles with the hows of the night
Just cut out all the bad parts with the mind of a knife
Deadly, it does its duty but it can’t heal the blind
(Can’t heal the blind)
The purple dots and the crawling designs
Magenta lights don’t watch where they fly
Drying out and the plastic it cracks
And the shadow blobs they lunge and they laugh
(They’re laughing at me)
The heat outside says I better stay inside
This cocoon is dirty, but so is my mind
Sweating out my soul as my body cries
Fly into to the sun as my body
As my body dies….
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