1. |
The World
03:05
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If this world is falling apart, I won’t let it fall on you
The world is torn in pieces, but we know what to do
Apocalypse is rising, the man said on the news
If this world is falling apart, I won’t let it fall on you
The cannibals won’t eat you
Because your heart beats solid next to mine
The mushroom clouds won’t phase you
You’re smiling face makes me feel good in side
Nukes are gonna fly
Let’s go run and hide
I’ll pass out in death, by your side
If this world is taking a shit, I won’t let it shit on you
The world is torn in pieces, but we know what to do
Apocalypse is rising, the man said on the news
So if this world is taking a shit, I won’t let it shit on you
We could die of starvation
You always save me a taste of your fruit
There’s no pie in the sky, salvation
Heaven’s always been down here with you
They could round us up
Throw us on a bus
Bullets it’s a must, if they do
If this world is falling apart, I won’t let it fall on you
The world is falling to pieces, but know my love is true
If this world is taking a shit, I won’t let it shit on you
Why’s this world always taking a shit?
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2. |
Cosmic Zombie
05:07
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To believe in a cosmic zombie
Who is his own father
He can make you live forever
If you eat his flesh, make him master
You can find a way
You can seize the day
You can find your way
You can seize the day
Are you honest?
Are you on it?
Are you honest?
Are you all in?
You were born from original sin
From a snake in a tree and a rib woman
Bombs blast and cities fall
But you got thoughts and prayers to save us all
You can find a way
You can seize the day
You can find your way
Never feeling that you ever went astray
Are you honest?
Are you on it?
Are you honest?
Are you all in?
Bomb burst and cities fall
But you got thoughts and prayers to save us all
We’re all under the sun
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3. |
Get Back
04:27
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Woke to the sound of nothing in my head
Sun scratched the sky but barely bleed
Veins run dry on the streets of Aleppo
Sullen eyes and fading shadows
All these dreams we held between us
Saw the writing on the wall
They’ll work to destroy us each day
But we’ll stand tall
Gotta Get Back!
Shouts called out from in the van
We need an I.V. for this little man
He’s five in size with a wounded leg
Wrapped in a blanket from Grandmother’s bed
Back in the free zone
The TV’s scream, a battle between a dick and a queen
Both of them drunk on wine
Flip through the channels to forget the crime
Gotta Get Back!
Once knew my neighbor or so it seems
Who drew the straws to pick these teams
Back in the free zone on TV screens
A ticker tape always streams
Gotta Get Back!
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4. |
Wrong Wing
03:38
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Making friends was never easy
Can’t get along with anybody else
Trust a voice in your head
It’s just a voice in your head
Your choices aren’t your own
There’s a man on the radio
Pumping through your heart
Sowing seeds that won’t let go
He’s just a voice in your head
It’s just the voice in your head
You need to let him go
You’re merging right to sing their song
Knowing everything that you feel in your heart is wrong
When told to jump, you play along
Knowing everything that you feel in your heart is wrong
The party wants your loyalty
Here’s a tiki torch, you can ride this train for free
Forget the voice in your head
Forgive the voice in your head
Or we’ll all just end up dead
You’re merging right to sing their song
Knowing everything that you feel in your heart is wrong
When told to jump, you play along
Knowing everything that you feel in your heart is wrong
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5. |
Therapy
06:07
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Alas we meet again
After good bye we meet again
I broke the hope that knew you
I set the fire
Won’t stick a dagger to you
Chain your desire
Yes you can count on this
That I’ll remember your heart
Yes you can count on this
That I’ll remember your heart
I’ve grown cold
This song’s old
Built up walls
The damage is done and it’s all our fault
I won’t be running out
Selling the death of me
It won’t be long before I
Share this death with you again
It won’t be long before I
Wake up and I know it’s there
I won’t be long before I
Wonder where my head has been
I’ll never ever run
This heart here won’t deny you
The maker of your fun
It knows that I still love you
The maker of your heart
If could hear those words
I could love myself
Wouldn’t lean on anything
I could learn to live with myself
If could hear those words
I could love myself
Wouldn’t lean on anything
I could learn that love doesn’t count
If could hear those words
I could love myself
I would lean on anything
I could learn to live without doubt
If could hear those words
I could love myself
Wouldn’t lean on anything
I could learn that love doesn’t doubt
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6. |
Flint
04:09
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No we don’t race Impalas anymore
Even though we broke our backs on the factory floor
The gas is unleaded, but the water’s not these days
We used to work for maximum gain
Now we just drink maximum pain
So we moved up North from a Southern town
Made a fair day’s wage
It was going down
You could buy a house
Work the factory
Raise a glass in the air as we cheers to a hope and a thought of a thing
That we once called American Dreams
Times were rough in the 80s
Jobs all went away
Working twice the hours for half the pay
Never gonna get a break
Take me off of the line
They got a robot to replace me
The future isn’t right while I lie awake at night
Yeah I wonder when they’ll save me
‘Cause we don’t race Impalas anymore
Even though we broke our backs on the factory floor
The gas is unleaded, but the water’s not these days
We used to work for maximum gain
Now we just drink maximum pain
A hundred miles away Nestlé’s sucking it up
But I can’t get a drink from my sink
This bottle water baby
It’ll give me time to think
How winter’s coming again
And it’s cold to shower this way
For the last five years
I’ve been shedding tears
And there’s nothing to replace them
‘Cause we don’t race Impalas anymore
Even though we broke our backs on the factory floor
The gas is unleaded, but the water’s not these days
We used to work for maximum gain
Now we just drink maximum pain
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7. |
Afraid
03:17
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By: David Bowie (2002)
I wish I was smarter
I got so lost on the shore
I wish I was taller
Things really matter to me
But I put my face in tomorrow
I believe we’re not alone
I believe in Beatles
I believe my little soul has grown
And I’m still so afraid
Yes, I’m still so afraid
Yea, I’m still so afraid on my own
On my own
What made my life so wonderful?
What made me feel so bad?
I used to wake up the ocean
I used to walk on clouds
If I put faith in medication
If I can smile a crooked smile
If I can talk on television
If I can walk an empty mile
Then I won’t feel afraid
No, I won’t feel afraid
I won’t be Be afraid
Anymore
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8. |
Lines
03:54
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These lines
That you hook up the stereo
Were made by some man
Seven years ago
These lines
Are are working up a mystery
We’re living by the sea
Seven years today
Every single day
It’s how we play
Always think of you
It’s how we feel
It’s who we are
It’s what we do
These lines
That you hook up the stereo
We’re living by the sea
Seven years again
Every single day
It’s how we play
Always think of you
It’s how we feel
It’s who we are
It’s how we save
How we play the game
It’s how we feel
It’s who we are
It’s what we do
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9. |
Before
02:55
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We’ve seen this all before
When the days come back
You don’t know what you do to me
I feel this in my head
When I look up your skin
We see this all the time
When the days slap back
You don’t know what you do to me
I feel this in my head
When I look up your skin
You don’t know
You won’t try
You don’t really know what’s going on
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10. |
One Way Out
03:59
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Falling down
Always been proud
To challenge the crowd
They won’t allow
A voice that is sound
Blurred with a frown
I can only hear their silence
A hateful frown
They can only cheer for violence
How do they sleep
Knowing they’re only sheep
And they’re counting
On one way out
A child in a cage
You know this is never okay
Kneeling in sight of
A god that won’t try
Our hope and our dreams
Have a disconnection
Building up walls
Spreading hate among us
Screaming out
I can only hear their silence
A hateful frown
They can only cheer for violence
How do they sleep
Knowing they’re only sheep
And they’re counting
On one way out
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11. |
The Sequel
03:15
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Pulling out of treaties, to poison forests and the seas
Chanting; “make it on our own, yeah we’ll go it all alone”
Slurring and groping, hiding in churches on their knees
End of times is happening, that’s the script their following
I wanna make it alive in this world
You wanna make it alive in this world
We wanna make it alive in this world
We’re all broken people, hoping for a sequel
If law would judge the rich, like they judge everyone else
This hot tub of gonorrhea wouldn’t be in the White House
This shame it can’t persist as long as we resist
Take to the streets, to raise a fist
I wanna make it alive in this world
You wanna make it alive in this world
We wanna make it alive in this world
We’re all broken people, living for a sequel
We’ll forge a world of love and friendship
On the ashes of their hate
A place where people give a fuck
A place where people can relate
We’ll make hospitals out of mansions
Schools out of country clubs
Make a lottery for the firing squads
To paint our roads, with their blood
I wanna make it alive in this world
You wanna make it alive in this world
We wanna make it alive in this world
We’re all broken people, living’ for a sequel
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