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Invictus
03:36
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The saddest thing I ever saw
The day I saw the troubadour
Write his ending in a minor key
Sold his songs to the MTV.
Plain became his purest form
Sister thrilled can make him yawn
Will you close tight your eyes to sleep
Or to die?
So far, so hard, so many scars,
So far, Invictus
So tired, so crushed, so little trust,
So far Invictus
A piece of diamond in your eye
You think it shines but it reflects light
Reflect your light away from me
A small axe, a broken tree
When plain became his purest form
And sister thrilled could make him yawn
Listen to the Dawn Chorus
It’s here to warn us
So far so long, so right, so wrong
So far, Invictus
Sober, So high, So not enough time
So far, Invictus
Let the sinking sand time
Swallow a world that’s always kind
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Krakeye
02:44
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You don’t have a name,
Just a phrase, just a phrase
That they chisel in your grave.
And they wave, and they wave
Like they recognise your face.
How do you do Krakeye?
Will you tell, tell me why
Questions don’t answer themselves
And they wave, and they wave
Like you’re somebody else.
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Dawn Chorus
04:21
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I didn’t mean to drag you out of bed
I didn’t mean shave off your head
I didn’t mean to blast four hundred children to
Another place
And pour water into the daddy’s face
I’m so in love with you.
I didn’t mean to hurt daddy long legs
I didn’t mean to destroy spider webs
I didn’t mean to rape your land
And build churches you the blood and sand,
I’m so in love with you.
Come home.
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4. |
Atheist Angel
03:28
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Now, what’s the thing that every junkie says?
"Will I be high when my daddy dies?"
And crashing down from the makeshift sky with you
A cute lady with a neck tattoo (who says)
“I am an atheist angel.”
And did you hear about the money man?
When he lied another poor girl died
And when she paid the ferryman
He put the coins in his pocket and said,
“I am an atheist angel."
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Memory Street
05:51
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Smiley surprise
Caramel eyes
With sauce and a flake,
I bet you taste so nice
With coffee brown skin,
You are a sin
You are an apple,
With a caterpillar in.
You stand on my feet on memory street,
If looks could kill on memory street.
Like a rainbow,
Through the night,
People cum,
People fight.
Beat round the bush,
I wish you’d hush
You are not human,
You cannot blush,
Roses are blue,
The sky is black,
My skin is green,
Spotty and cracked.
Go for the kiss
I nervously miss,
The setting was idyllic
Downtown Paris
You look at my face,
Come to my place,
Your pearly eyes
Are crystal laced.
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Cloudhands
03:59
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Truth, he was a liar
I hope she was tired.
Faith was smart,
He won their hearts,
And left me alone
In the cold and dark.
Do I laugh or do I cry?
Do I force another smile?
I need Cloudhands to hold my weight
So I can pretend it’s all worthwhile.
Truth, he was a liar
I hope she was tired.
Arbeit macht frei
Obey or die,
Can a one man band
Start a riot?
Do I try or do I quit?
Just make a bed down in this pit.
I need Cloudhands to touch my chest,
Give me something,
Give it quick.
Do I laugh or do I cry?
Do I force another smile?
I need Cloudhands to hold my weight
So I can pretend it’s all worthwhile.
Do I try or do I quit?
Just make a bed down in this pit.
I need Cloudhands to touch my chest,
Give me something,
Give it quick.
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Iranah
04:22
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The power in the pistol
Versus the sparkle in the crystal
Throw away your armies
My brain just did a big tsunami
Evolve, elope, elude.
Iranah, Iranah, keep running,
They’re coming,
They’re running.
Your master ate your key,
Cut him open and then see,
There’s drama on the news,
I’ll happy if we lose.
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