1. |
Green Lobby
03:16
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in an Italian green marble lobby
under blinking elevator lights
eyes go itchy and your palms start sobbing
as you climb to the highest heights
and when you get to the top of the heap
that's when
you know you're
in deep
and when you're asking
is this all
that's when the axe will fall
back in an office looking just like a closet
all tied up in your pinstripe fatigues
open your mouth then you think fast and close it
you think this world is just what you need
but when you get to the top of the heap
that's when
you know you're
in deep
and when you're asking
is this all
that's when the axe fall
fall ha-ha hard, whoah, woe
fall ha-ha hard, whoah, woe
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2. |
Jackboot
03:54
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when you walk down the street alone
well don't look at anybody wrong
pulled back in an alleyway
yeah beat down to the rhythm of hate
something 'bout the look in your eye
or the shape of your mouth
anything they can find to despise
they will , they hit the trigger
they do the brutalize
a dim light goes off
they see you don't belong
strap on their boots and dance to dawn
jackboot jackboot jackboot
a wrong turn on the way back home
gets you a ticket to a horror show
like a beast the dogs brought to bay
well did you say your prayers today
old Berlin 1938
a billy club hammerhead L.A.
every scapegoat looks the same
after the bully boys have had their way
a dim light goes off
they see you don't belong
strap on their boots and goose-step till dawn
jackboot jackboot jackboot
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3. |
Awfully Nice
03:31
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i found out today
i want you back on my side
i know that you can't stay
i want you anyway hell yeah
and i go
out of my mind
and i want something
i could never ever find
and it's not all right
i'm afraid i've been awful
awfully nice
i heard you were over
the one who was under your skin
how you never ever going to let your heart
thaw out again
but i know that was just a lie
and i feel like i'm the one
who's freezing outside
sidewalk newsprint rain
and a train
rattling overhead
i can't hear what you're saying
that's my lie
that's my bed
you flash your disguise
strap on cinematic smile
rip up my favorite script
to give you my ad-lib lip
cos' it's showtime
it's showtime every time
for the last act
i've memorized
all my lies
it's not all right
i'm afraid i've been awful
awfully nice
sidewalk newsprint rain
and a train
rattling overhead
i can't hear what you're saying
that's my lie
that's my bed
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4. |
Parade of Days
04:28
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at half past two in the afternoon
i fell asleep and time it fell through
and every day lived in advance
inside of weeks that come around too fast
my mind raced over hour on hour
but the present only a dried up wilted flower
how can today be so far away
so far behind the parade of days
see you mark them down every day
the parade of days
well then you can file them away
the parade of days use them up
don't through them away
beneath the stream of past events
spoken of in the present tense
lies my machine
and it helps me guess at time
but time is a wilderness
how can today be so far away
so far behind the parade of days
see you mark them down every day
the parade of days
well then you can file them away
the parade of days use them up
don't through them away
when you come down
when you're comin'
down to my town
when you come down
when you're marching yourself
marching it down
well then look up
up to the clouds
look up the sky
you know
whoah time flies
when i awoke whole months had passed
and i want to know but i don't dare ask
where have i been while time has slept
or is it me that my timepiece has kept
how can today be so far away
so far behind the parade of days
see you mark them down every day
the parade of days
well then you can file them away yeah
the parade of days use them up
don't through them away
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5. |
Borealis
03:48
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can you cast your net back?
we saw the night lights do a dance
we glide over the rocks
over the slippery moss
swim in a circle now
i could hear Peter laugh out loud
the seagrass took a bow
with all the colors
count the leaves on the trees
and the seven seas
we'll never know
the borealis glow
blue serpentine projection
of a face in the sky
we saw his ghostly reflection
under the wavering light
soon i was shrinking fast
map of the stars dripped candlewax
i tried to read the signs
but our myths have all run dry
see the face in the deep
turn and go to sleep
see the face in the sky
but it's just in our mind
when lightning strikes
if you're lucky it might strike twice
look for a sign in the sky
but my myths have all run dry
count the leaves on the trees
and the seven seas
but we'll never know
the borealis glow
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6. |
Letter of Love
03:37
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you wrote a letter
heartfelt and clever
wrote a letter of love
you're on the ladder
know what you're after
on your ladder of
you wanna find it out
an answer to a world of doubt
you wanna find it out
but you know what it's all about
well you wrote a letter
you can't forget her
wrote a letter of love
you're on the ladder
balanced up above
you slip you shatter your love
you need protection
of a curious kind
a new selection
all of the time
when you see her
be sure to read her
her rights
well you wrote a letter
heartfelt and clever
the twelfth hour confessor
of love
you see your ladder
start to unravel
down through the shadows of
you wanna find it out
an answer to a world of doubt
you wanna find it out
but know what it's all about
you wrote a letter
you wrote a letter
of love
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