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Veronica Jackson
03:30
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Veronica Jackson's had a real hard year
Barely ever started yet she's living in fear
In her early twenties but late in life
Overly-obsessed with playing in time
A lonely lover so stuck in time
Never got the chance to just enjoy the ride
Her choices made on someone else's dime
And everyday passes right in front of her eyes
I'm cursed to never see what's in front of me
Never understanding where I'm supposed to be
Keep wishing on a star to just find a path
One day be the master of my circumstance
Veronica living that Brooklyn life
Wall-to-wall sardining where the meanings hide
Working to live but now she's lost her mind
A house that's never built can't stand the test of time
A restless mess, always on the move
Her man is always coming down with stomach flu
Those documentaries did always soothe
The facts were more concrete than what the future proved
You're cursed to never see what's in front of you
Never understanding what you're supposed to do
You shake your lucky eight ball to find a way
One day find a life you could appreciate
You're cursed to never see what's in front of you
Never understanding what you're supposed to do
You shake your lucky eight ball to find a way
One day find a key to those pearly gates
I'm cursed to never see what's in front of me
Never understanding where I'm supposed to be
Keep wishing on a star to just find a path
One day be the master of my circumstance
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When your attic is emphatic
So dramatic
Cool it down!
But it watches ever cooly
Never putting your hand down
Moving this way
And a-that way
Moving forward
Side-to-side
You’re past out on the counter
Heaven knows you can’t unwind
A slave to these theatrics
A thought with no reply
‘Cause a fool can never answer without the company of lies
Well you’re bound to win the oscar for actor who can cry
Forget about your problems, kid
‘Cause they’re never gonna die
You can choke them
You can beat them up
Put a thorn into their side
For the days are moving faster, friend
Start fasting while you’re high
A bone to pick with Adam
And Eve you criticize
But your yells are being muffled by the company of lies
Well do you play the violin while flying in the clouds
Or does Orville kind of bore you?
Puts on airs to bring you down
Well you might play the fiddle
Well it’s riddled with the dirt
(I caught you?) Well you were pinching screaming pennies
Collecting all you’re worth
But a violin and fiddle are instruments alike
It’s the genre that divides them with its company of lies
The red one fought the blue one
The blue one told his mom
His mother, Mrs Hubbard went to ring the red one’s mom
They were huffing and a-puffing
Throwing punches blow-by-blow
The commentator plays both sides for viewers back at home
And meanwhile blue’s forgotten
And red’s apologized
They stream the fight on their telescreens: The Company of Lies!
Woah!!!
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Tourist
03:40
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Sammy at the factory
Just counting the time
He’s waiting for the punch out
Assembling up fenders
From 8:30-5
He fades into the background
Malfunction at the junction
As his gears start to grind
Frying up the hardware
Looking for a window,
An air duct, an exit
Desperate for a breath of fresh air
Wave goodbye to your home
Smoke it out of its hole
Be a tourist
Be a tourist
Leave your baggage behind
Hail a cab and you’ll find
You’re a tourist
You’re a tourist
You’re a tourist!
Sammy tells his doctor
That his sockets are fried
Under these conditions
His doctor puts a finger to
His mouth and replies
“I’ll write you a prescription”
Annexed with the xanax
Mechanical static
It’s automation, baby!
The drones of the monotone
Are keeping him stoned
Conveyer belt crazy
Leave your comforts behind
Hail a cab and you’ll find
You’re a tourist
You’re a tourist
Say hello to today
Wave tomorrow away
You’re a tourist
You’re a tourist
You’re a tourist!
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Maryann Can Dance
03:55
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There’s a marching band
Buzzing in your bonnet tonight
Mary Ann, it’s been a long time comin’ for your moment to shine
To the battle zone
Drumrolls and flag poles
And bugles blow
Let the people know
That nothing’s gonna get you down
Rock n roll
Tappin’ to the beat in the back
Let it go
It’s been a long time comin’ for your moment to dance
Go to overdrive
Kick drum thumpin’ gets your ticker pumpin’
Amplified
No, nothing’s gonna make you cry
Well, they could take caution tape
Place a blockade in your way
But you won’t be bound
Ain’t nothin’ gonna keep you down
Well, they could rain on your parade
Put a damper on on your day
But you’ll never drown
No, nothing’s gonna hold you down
Nothing’s gonna hold you down
Nothing’s gonna hold you down
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War!
04:18
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War!
War!
There’s a war goin’ round
Everyone fights for their piece of the ground
From shoreline to border
There’s war all around
Come get me when new peace is found
Sun!
Sun!
Under the sun
Built by a million but lived in by one
All scared of each other,
We’re men on the run
But nothing’s new under the sun
Here!
There!
Words here and there
Illegible writing
No time to prepare
We’re drawing up letters with no thought from where
Just throwing up words in the air
Sale!
Sale!
There’s an island for sale
And like Moby Dick:
We’re obsessed with the whale
So sing with your sailors before your ship sails
No man is an island himself
Trust!
Trust!
In money we trust
We buy what we sell ‘til we’re sold and then bought
We pay it on credit until we’re ripped off
In heavenly money we trust
Minds!
Minds!
Mathematical minds
Summing up others, we learn to divide
We add by subtraction
A fraction we find
Our fractured, mathematical minds
Eyes!
Eyes!
Open your eyes
The American Dream: Ambien in disguise
But sooner or later, the sun has to rise
Remember to open your eyes
War!
War!
There’s a war all around
Everyone fights for their piece of the ground
From shoreline to border
There’s war all around
Come get me when new peace is found...
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Deeper Down
03:46
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I don’t know how to stay
Been digging after dark
Always know what to say,
My bite’s worse than my bark
Howlin’ through the night
I don’t wanna be trained
These old tricks do me fine
Stealing bones from their graves
All returning to the ground
And I’m falling deeper down
I can’t be that again:
That creature of the night
Never know how to keep my Jekyll from its Hyde
Scratching all the time
He don’t wanna be caged
Outta sight, outta mind
Caught up chasing my tail
All failing to the sound
I’m still falling deeper down
Howlin’ through the night
I don’t wanna be caged
These old tricks do me fine
Stealing bones from their graves
Now I’m sleeping in the ground
And still falling deeper down
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P-P-Paranoid
03:41
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They’ve got a camera eye
Record the things you’ve said
You’ve trained your poker face
So you can’t be well read
It’s made you cynical
Gives you a sense of dread
It’s got you paranoid it’s gonna be your end
Paranoid
You’re paranoid
Every man for himself
Another game of clue
With every breath you take
You know they’re watchin’ you
Well you’ve been schizzin’ out
It’s that big brother blues
They’ve got you paranoid with nothing left to do
Paranoid
You’re paranoid
Paranoid
So, so, so, so, so paranoid
And when it’s built to find
S-s-search and destroy
You’re f-f-freakin’ out
P-p-paranoid
And when you feel alone
Afraid of your own voice
You start to wonder when (how?) you got so paranoid
And when they blast down your front door with so much joy
The one that’s had your back’s now got you paranoid
You know they earn your trust only to exploit
They’ve got you paranoid
Oh yeah!
Woo-hoo!
You feel suspicious
Always itchin’ where they left that wound
You’re feelin’ anxious as they take up what the Lord gave you
They’re gonna gaslight
Make you ask, “why do I feel this way?’
All paranoia’s been (bein’?)’ employed along the USA
Paranoid
You’re paranoid
You’re playin’ hide and seek but there’s nowhere to hide
You’ve got Gene Hackman listenin’ on some secret line
Whether the IMF or the FBI
They’ll steal your livelihood to destroy your life
Paranoid
You’re paranoid
Paranoid
So, so, so, so, so paranoid
And when it’s built to find
S-s-search and destroy
You’re f-f-freakin’ out
P-p-paranoid
And when you feel alone
Afraid of your own voice
You start to wonder when (how?) you got so paranoid
And when they blast down your front door with so much joy
The one that’s had your back’s now got you paranoid
You know they earn your trust only to exploit
They’ve got you paranoid
Oh yeah!
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Bullpen Blues
03:34
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I let the tide in
I dig up holes
I’m always asking, “Are we friends or foes?”
Forgot to let it go
Let it go
Behind the bullpen ‘til I’m toe to toe
Once again I’ve lost control
I’ve got to let it go
Let it go
Oh won’t you let it go
Let it go
I hold onto it
L-L-Look out below!
It always come back
B-B-B-Blow-by-blow
Forgot to take it slow
Take it slow
Up at the surface
It leaves my throat
Vinegar meets baking soda
Take it slow
Take it slow
I’ve got to take it slow
Take it slow
Ooooooo!
Keep all your riffin’ inside your song
That’s why God made rock n’ roll
So you could let it go
Let it go
Oh won’t you let it go
Oh won’t you let it go
It’s time to let it go
Ooooooo!
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On a String
02:57
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When you’re told all your life, you’re in a Shakespeare tragedy
When you're fed by a tube, what’s the point of anything?
When you’re drugged up,
Dumbed down,
Numb to the bone
When your life’s on rent, but you’d like to own it
Someday I’ll take back the precious life that you stole from me
There’s a hand up my back
Now I’m a puppet on a string
And my fairy god mother’s new lover don’t want her to love me
When you’re leashed up,
Beat down,
Worked like a dog
Well life ain’t fun when you’re told something’s wrong with you
Would you kindly return the precious life that you stole from me
When your juggler mugs you and shrugs at the end of the fight
When your teleprompter parks all your deer in its headlights
You’ve been built by pieces of others you know
You can’t grasp who you are when it’s already stolen
Now, I’m gonna steal back the precious life that you stole from me
Would you kindly return the precious life that you stole from me?
Someday I’ll take back the precious life that you stole from me
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Lost & Found
03:10
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All across the land and sea
We were fighting on the future
Sewing up our sutures, baby
It’s in our DNA
To believe there’s something better
Ride that stormy weather
But where’d the time set sail
It’s gone to the lost and found
No place to dwell
Except where we are right now
Back when there was finger peace
We
Fueled on pure emotion
Can you feel that sense of victory
Over forces old and evil
Riling up the people
But where’d those times set sail
They’ve gone to the lost and found
No place to dwell
Except where we are right now
But where’d those times set sail
They’ve gone to the lost and found
No place to dwell
Except where we are right now
Those times have sailed
They’ve gone to the lost and found
No place to dwell
Accept where we are right now
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Homesick (Wo-o-oah!)
04:31
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Wo-o-oah!
Annabelle, only time will tell what your future holds
But this deja vu plays its tricks on you
And it takes its toll
Spendin’ each week in your time machine
Don’t look back ‘cause there’s nothin’ left you can do
Oh, baby I’m homesick for you!
Wo-o-oah!
Reminisce with your clenched up fist as you punch yourself
You’re a historian built in Lydian in a minor world
Another flashback makes the future crack
One foot forward but two steps back from the truth
Oh, baby I’m homesick for you!
Wo-o-oah!
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Rolla Coastaaa!
03:53
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Out at Astro Park where the sightseers go
On amusement rides down at Holiday Road
Livin’ moment to moment
Livin’ life like a tourist
All the bright, shiny lights hypnotizin’
Forgettin’ where (what?) home is
On the carousel, they say your life takes a turn
But you don’t go nowhere
Only back where you were
Built by men to sell tickets
Fooled by modern magicians
There’s no tilt nor a whirl can give the weight of the world any meaning
Rolla coastaaa!
Woah!
Takes you up so high just to drop you back down
Hang out in the sky with your head in the clouds
But the sound of the trumpet’s
Gonna (sure to?) sober you up, man (kid?)
And your skyscraper high’s gonna end with the lies that you wanted
(And your skyscraper high only lasts ‘til you’re back in the station?)
Day by day, you ride
Always up in the air
Raise your hands up high so the devil may care
Join the carnie pirates
Put your faith in the riots
Every jaded your fadin’, but baby
I know you can make it!
Rolla coastaaa!
Woah!
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Man in the Maze
04:28
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I’m just a man in a maze
A boy by the backdoor
I’m just a child in a haze
A prisoner in this war
Oh baby, won’t you look my way
‘Cause even silence portrays what we’re trying to say
Understandin’ what you just can’t take is a hard truth to swallow
There goes the rat in his wheel
The boy in its corner
With all the people enslaved
Trapped behind (in their) borders
Oh someone cut your man a break
Cause my mind’s runnin’ low on an empty tank
And now I’m trapped in the maze
I'm just a man in a maze!
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Hocus Pocus
02:22
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Another tantrum
Gonna beat my drum
Kickin’ and screamin’
Now my toe is stubbed
Oh c’mon
I thought living was free
I got knocked out cold
I got bought then sold on a dream
Rain go away it’s just a-not my day
Pitter-patter-putter
And I’m under it and I take what I can get when it’s free
It seems a-real damn dumb to pay for all this love with a dream
I need a-Hocus Pocus in my life
Shower me with magic
I ain’t got much time
On a dime
The parking meter’s expired
And what can’t be appealed under my left windshield don’t come cheap
No, it don’t…
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Happy Birthday, Daniel!
03:43
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Happy, happy, happy birthday, dear Daniel
Boy, you’re such a rascal
You’re turning 6 years old
Take a swing like a-Spiderman with your daddy
He’ll help you climb up buildings
‘Cause it’s your birthday, son
Hangin’ out at Danny’s
A party
Yes, everybody’s talking how cool his presents are
Suddenly 40 bad guys appear out of nowhere
The leader tells the guests there, “we’re takin’ Danny’s stuff!”
The bad guys strike
But Danny cries, “Get ‘em, Maxey!
Those boys are acting trashy.
Go take ‘em to the curb.”
In swings Catboy to help Dan out
What a fella!
They save their good friend, Jenna.
They’re super hero stars!
I’m screamin’ happy,
Happy birthday, dear Daniel!
You saved us from the vandals
What a 6 year old!
All bad dudes are a-gonna lose to a-Danny
And his sidekick, Maxey!
They fight forever strong!
Wo-oah! Yeah!
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Mama’s been crying for quite some time
Waiting by the window with a fishing line
And I’m the little worm who got hooked alive
Being an airborne ranger’s son
Split a-into at the wishing well
Dropping lucky pennies down a bad motel
It’s pitch black, honey
I can’t see too clear
Being an airborne ranger’s son
It’s time now to leave
This plane’s going down
Parachutin’ trooper flew the coup to hell
Barbell crazed
I’m amazed how I turned out
Being an airborne ranger’s son
One hit wonders and party clowns
Reinvent the wheel to a square somehow
Fight the spittin' image of a tape rewound
Being an airborne ranger's son
Won’t you take me with you when you leave tonight
Take the training wheels off
And teach me how to fly
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Mariposa
04:27
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The girl from Peru
The one that they call Mariposa
She’s taking the bus and leaving her brother in Utah
But across the aisle: a cowboy from Post, known as Andy
He holsters a smile
To her, he has taken a fancy
Yes, I’ll wait and see
Maybe you’re the one for me
Maybe you’re my wild flower
Just waiting ‘round for my company
He sat next to her
Tippin’ the brim of his stetson
Too nervous for words
Her cheeks burned the color of crimson
But all the past jerks of her mother’s suitors made her panic
Then she was caught by surprise when he spoke to her in fluent Spanish
Well if God should choose that I’m for you
Maybe then you’ll be mine too
Won’t you free me from this cocoon
Yes, I’ll wait and see
Maybe you’re the one for me
Maybe you’re my wild flower
Just waiting ‘round for my company
They rambled for hours
Their words were like streams of a fountain
He spoke of the plains
She described every curve of the mountains
When they reached his stop, he sang her a song with an accent…
Happy trails to you, until we meet again
Well if God should choose that I’m for you
Maybe then you’ll be mine too
Won’t you free me from this cocoon… oh!
I said won’t you free me from this cocoon
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Atomic Heart
03:11
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Draw your firearm, and I’ll put down my guard
Send me curses, and I’ll serve you lucky charms
Set me off, but I will never put you on, because my…
My heart’s beating strong
I’ve got an atomic heart that’s a-burstin’ with love
Yes, a semi-automatic kind of feeling from above
Oh, a nuclear ticker in the cage of my chest going off
Vamp your violence, and I’ll play you some peace
Steal my coat, and I’ll lend you my tee
Breach my honor, and I’ll solder up them holes
And still my…
My heart’s beating strong
I’ve got an atomic heart that’s a-burstin’ with love
Yes, a semi-automatic kind of feeling from above
Oh, a nuclear ticker in the cage of my chest going off
Oooooo…
Strike with your left, and I’ll hand you my right
St-stone me down, and I’ll get you real high
Push all my buttons, and I’ll sing you a song
Because my…
My heart’s singing strong
I’ve got an atomic heart that’s a-burstin’ with love
Yes, a fully-automatic kind of feeling from above
Oh, a nuclear ticker in the cage of my chest going off
Ooo, ooo, ooo… yeah!
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Country Down
04:58
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Your green light’s turned yellow
And headed for red
Bruises black and blue consume your weary head
You’ve been stretched too far, too long, and standing on the edge
Used to be happy
Used to feel alive
But if life has taught you anything, it’s how to hide
So you stay at home, all alone with your TV guide
Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down
Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down
Trash on the pavement
Debris on the ground
Your baby’s at the window with an anxious frown
Tugging at your sleeve and asking why nobody’s out
Your street’s been pourin’ red
My river’s run dry
Been searchin’ for the sun while you’re up at night
Waitin’ on the day to raise that warm sunshine
Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down
Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down
Used to feel happy
Used to feel okay
But now I can’t believe anything I say
And to my dismay there’s a storm cloud comin’ out
Is there a reason?
Is there a rhyme?
For all this lonely pain that I feel inside?
Tell me dear lord, is there more I can do right now? Tell Me!
Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down
Oh my Lord, don’t let our country go down!
Hey!
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